I remember Johnny - hey! Johnny come lately I remember her shoes like a ballerina A girl called Johnny who changed her name when she discovered her choice was to change or to be changed
I remember a girl called Johnny black as hell and white as a ghost 'Don't talk about life or death' she said 'I've had enough of both' A girl called Johnny who was not scared they'd have torn her to pieces but who would dare?
I remember a girl called Johnny the train came to town, boy she got on it without looking back, there was barely a word If she said goodbye, well I never heard but the noise goes on the noise, the jazz and the truth is in somebody else's hands and the house that a girl called johnny built is now just so much ashes and sand