Alice Cooper - Jackknife Johnny


From his army confessions of his military days 
You still carry the shrapnel, you're shell-shocked and dazed 
Dear Johnny (oh Johnny) have you just lost your way 
Or like denim and leather are you faded and frayed 

Institute lackies with hot bourbon breath 
White coats and needles Johnny like to scare you to death 
Dear Johnny (Johnny) do you feel your best 
When you're strung out at night on your morphine and meth 

Jackknife Johnny you're a floor moppin' flunkie 
Tool of a dagger's drawn world 
Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you 
For bringing home that V.C. girl 
Jackknife Johnny welcome to our world 

From the tone deaf hearing of the draft board game 
You were washing cars down in Dallas when the holocaust came 
Dear Johnny (Johnny) your excuse was lame 
All your friends sleep in boxes while you sleep in chains 

Jackknife Johnny you're a floor moppin' flunkie 
Tool of a dagger's drawn world (tool of a dagger's drawn world)
Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you 
For bringing home that V.C. girl 
Jackknife Johnny welcome to our world 

Jackknife Johnny you're a bad jungle monkey 
Tool of a dagger's drawn world (tool of a dagger's drawn world)
Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you 
For bringing home that V.C. girl 
Jackknife Johnny Welcome to our world

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