Lyrics

I sit alone, in the bar, drinkin' scarlett o'hara's I get aroused by the boxing gloves I love to punch out fags Don't startle me by sudden noise 'Cause I'll stomp all over you And I love it, I love it, I love to fight And hey Mr. tell all the niggers, my name is Johnny Johnny Pissoff Last night, I had a dream of a gook head skeet shoot mama And the red angel was a-scoldin' me and a callin' my name I woke up all sweating, my Derringer in hand I have a hand grenade latter, and a birch gun under the bed Tell all the commies, my name is Johnny Johnny Pissoff I'd love to get my hands on Sirhan Sirhan I'd rip down his spine And shove it down his throat Today I cut some frogs legs off And I left them by the pond But I never kill a president, but I'd kill him in my dreams And hey Mr. tell all the draft card burners My name is Johnny Johnny Pissoff They showed me yesterday on the T.V. set How the cowboys used to play a hippie parade for freedom Yer next season's cowboys gonna kick each other's crotch Hell I nearly had to kill a bunch of peace squares Holding signs outside of Church Ain't no pink fag legislator gonna say I can't have guns And hey Mr. tell all the whole wide sky my name is Johnny Johnny Pissoff When the Red Angel comes, and the T.V. is cold Will you pray in the dawn, for the rest of your soul When you lie in a dour death coma Do you think you're gonna go to heaven? Oh, Johnny With a violent heart, with a violent heart Are you ready Johnny? [?] Ahimsa oh Johnny Ahimsa In the spinning confusion ah-himsah In the flood of life, death and torture Ahimsa, Ahimsa, Ahimsa, Ahimsa Ahimmmmmmmmmmsa Ahimsa is the sea shell of buddha Ahimsa is the rose and the lamb When the Red Angel comes, and the T.V. is cold Will you pray in the dawn, for the rest of your soul When you lie in a dour death coma Do you think you're gonna go to heaven? Oh, Johnny With a violent heart, with a violent heart With a violent heart, with a violent heart With a violent heart, with a violent heart