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lunatics down, they bow, scared and flee,

a traffic jam of fist filled thieves,

the joints collapsed and sap collects in flapjack mouths and tunes.

silo hips up, they bump trunks and hunt disease,

harmonics hex the holy trees.

the jails jump with beauty bumps and the thieves tycoon.

chorus:

johnny and then he goes,

johnny and then he goes mad.

johnny and then he goes,

johnny and then he goes mad.

makes his lunatic stand.

drunk chimps flip out, their brains' barely cleaned,

fading horns play tattered themes,

saning, torn, mashed up newborn men blast down upon the seething loon.

mellow men cocoon into hypocrisy,

the boys blast the raging trees,

but the butterfly bum with thin hips and wild gums,

he grips and howls his holy blues!

chorus

i know you said that i should get out now,

then take my hand and show me how,

show me how, come on and show me how.

chorus

lunatics down, they bow, scared and flee.