Pardonne-Moi
Acting like he wrote the golden rules
Shaking his fist and speeching at me
Shouting from his soap box like a fool
Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed
With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
Heading for Sunday school
Clean up your own backyard
Oh don't you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
Drugstore cowboy criticizing
Acting like he's better than you and me
Standing on the sidewalk supervising
Telling e
The Ballad of Johnny Butt
Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong will to survive
he'd just keep pushin' on even though he was barley alive
so shoot it up shoot it up it just don't matter
Johnny says he wants to go do says he wants to kill a cop
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got ta over come
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got ta over come
so Johnny just keep pushin' 'cuz the..the streets are yours
there'll come a day when all that shit won't matter
so shoot it up shoot it up just don't matter
when your reeeesisted anyway
we've got a brand new dance it's called we's gots ta over come
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got ta over come
so Johnny kept on pushin' the streets are yours
and there'll come a day when all the that shit won't matter
so shoot it up shoot it up it just don't matter
reeeeesist it anyway
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got ta over come
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got ta over come