OF all the girls that are so smart
There 's none like pretty Sally;
She is the darling of my heart,
And she lives in our alley.
Oh, little Johnny Walker caught a bullet last running from the guitar store,
He took a left down the alley,
Guess he shoulda gone right…
Who’ll be my role model
Now that my role model is gone, gone?
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
I am the very model of a modern Major-General
I’ve information vegetable, animal, and mineral
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical
It’s only words
And words are all I have
To take your heart away.
Heartless, heartless,
Never never out of control,
Heartless, heartless,
You keep on sinnin’
In the name of a rock and roll…
Displayed in all the things I see,
There’s a love you show to me,
Portrayed in the things you say
The first time, ever I saw your face,
I thought the sun rose in your eyes,
And the moon and the stars,
Were the gifts you gave,
To the dark, and the endless skies,
My Love.
And when I go away,
I know my heart can stay,
With my love,
It’s understood,
It’s in the hands of my love,
And my love does it good…
We’ve already said “goodbye.”
Since you gotta go, oh you’d better,
Go now, go now, go now (go now, ooh),
Before you see me cry.
I say high, you say low
You say why, I say I don’t know,
Oh no,
You say goodbye and I say hello…
I’ve been alone with you inside my mind,
And in my dreams I’ve kissed your lips a thousand times,
I sometimes see you pass outside my door,
Hello. Is it me you’re looking for?
Hello, hello, hello!
It’s a wonderful word - hello.
I see trees of green, red roses too,
I see them bloom for me and you,
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world…
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Would you get them if I did?
No you won’t
‘Cause you’re gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Paper roses, paper roses,
Oh how real those roses seem to me
But they’re only imitation
Like your imitation love for me
Oh yes I’m the great pretender (ooh ooh)
Pretending I’m doing well (ooh ooh)
My need is such I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no one can tell
I’ll take two of what you’re having,
I’ll take everything you got,
To kill this goddamn lonely love,
This goddamn lonely love…
Oh, don’t give me none more of that Old Janx Spirit.
No, don’t you give me none more of that Old Janx Spirit.
For my head will fly, my tongue will lie, my eyes will fry and I may die -
Won’t you pour me one more of that sinful Old Janx Spirit?
And when I die, and when I’m gone,
There’ll be one child born,
In this world to carry on, to carry on.