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Show me a better bike than the one I got
If it makes any difference you can keep the lot
There s plenty of space in the parking lot

A head full of hopes
A pocket full of dreams
Handle bars coming apart at the seams

There goes Johnny America
Riding Hard up Mission Hill
Some think he ll make it to the top today
Some say he never will
Though he s just a child at heart
He s old enough to fall
Nobody in 100 years
Can touch him faults and all...

What you going to say about my little man
Take another shot, do the best you can
They re selling out souls in the grandstand

His Cap peeled back
Got Blood on his knees
Fighting back tears
Tearing through the breeze

There goes Johnny America
Riding Hard up Mission Hill
Some think he ll make it to the top today
Some say he never will
Though he s just a child at heart
He s old enough to fall
Nobody in 100 years
Can touch him faults and all...

He s come to far to fall

There goes Johnny America
Riding Hard up Mission Hill
Some think he ll make it to the top today
Some say he never will...

GO!
Go Johnny!
Go Johnny!

There goes Johnny America
Riding Hard up Mission Hill
Some think he ll make it to the top today
I say he will.

{intro slowwed down talking begins}
Star fleet to scout ship, please give your position. Over.
I m in orbit around the third planet from the star called
the sun. Over.
You mean its the Earth? Over.
Positive. It is known to have some form of...

(Well alright)
Oh shit

[ VERSE 1 ]
Many, many asked if I knew the way to go
I thought I knew the answer, it seems I wouldn t, so
I picked and I picked, for the label I searched
I slipped and...

Falling over in my sleep
Waking up and there s no morning light
Turning over thoughts I keep
They go black and there s no warning sign

Reaching out
Till I find you
Reaching out
Got to find you

Sinking under all I see
The frozen waters closing...

Hier bin ich und klettere auf einen Berg
Aber er ist viel zu hoch für mich
Und hier bin ich und überquere den Ozean
Verliere mich selbst, gehe im Meer verloren
Wo habe ich etwas falsch gemacht?
Wann habe ich aufgehört, ein Liebeslied zu singen?...

Kurdupel nadęty
Miernota przeklęty
Z rybą w nazwisku
Bliźniemu po pysku
Z pretensjami do tronu
Tronu po Napoleonu
Ostatni z miotu
Bez krzty polotu

Oceniaj mnie,
Niech jad strumieniami leje się
Oceniej mnie,
Niech jad strumieniami leje się

Przez świat niedoceniony
Bez szansy na żonę
A po co mu żona...