Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Johnny, artist - Call Me Karizma. Album song The Gloomy Tapes, Vol. 1, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 27.06.2018
Record label: Call Me Karizma
Song language: English
Johnny |
Teacher, teacher can’t tell me nothing |
Only word I learned was dysfunction |
Ahh, yeah, ah |
Mom and daddy, you just don’t get it |
All the kids at school say I’m different |
Ahh, yeah, ah |
Johnny’s got a loaded .45 |
Found it in his dad’s shoebox |
Johnny doesn’t wanna be alive |
But he’s gotta make his school stop |
He’s, sick of being bullied, his mother’s starting to worry |
But she doesn’t want to ask him or try to call the authorities |
Now he is on the bus, again it’s just another morning |
But he doesn’t got a book, he’s got a gun without a warning |
(He's gotta gun!) |
Cindy’s got a scholarship to Yale (Yale) |
Wants to be a nurse and spread love (Help people) |
Cindy’s moving out before the fall |
Only got a week 'til school’s done |
Taking every final is easy, she doesn’t mind 'em |
She’s always nice to the kids that are coming in way behind her |
She would never hurt a fly or bat an eye, she’s way too kind |
But then a flash and then a cry and sees Johnny with a rifle |
Teacher, teacher can’t tell me nothing |
Only word I learned was dysfunction |
Ahh, yeah, ah |
Mom and daddy, you just don’t get it |
All the kids at school say I’m different |
Ahh, yeah, ah |
Johnny sees Cindy in the hall (Get the fuck--) |
Runs to go and get her by the hair (Come here bitch) |
Cindy didn’t want to be involved (Not me please!) |
Johnny says «Stay the fuck here» (Stay the fuck here) |
Starts to hear sirens and everybody is crying |
The police are outside and now Cindy’s inside a closet (Police!) |
And she doesn’t want to die, she’s got a bible in her pocket |
But where the fuck is God when the world’s getting way too violent? |
Eyes, closed |
Praying for her life while the shots, go |
Screaming for the cops but they’re not, close |
She’s not writing letters, but where’s John Doe? |
He’s right here |
Grabs Cindy by her bright white hair (Come here) |
Says to be quiet or your life ends here |
But the door breaks down and now John gets scared |
So he puts the gun to her head, life ain’t fair |
«Let me tell you about my life quick, I’m the fuckin' shy kid |
At the party I’m the kid that never got invited |
I’m the one that failed every test, every problem |
It’s not fucking fair you’re in Yale for your college |
Goddamn my mom can’t stand she’s drunk |
Pop xans, I can’t stand feeling numb |
Stop moving Cindy! |
You squeal too much!» |
«Pop» goes the gun, another school shot at |
Teacher, teacher can’t tell me nothing |
Only word I learned was dysfunction |
Ahh, yeah, ah |
Mom and daddy, you just don’t get it |
All the kids at school say I’m different |
Ahh, yeah, ah |
Reporting live from high school |
We’re now learning more about the terrible event that took place |
And what can drive someone that seemed like a normal kid |
To do something so evil and inhumane |
We’re asking everyone and anyone that sees warning signs |
To please offer help and love and compassion |
To those who need it |
Together we can make a difference |