You got a dream, you've got it bad

But it's just another one of those fads

Just a joke, gone up in smoke

Leaves you dangling on the end of a rope

Lost your money in a parking lot

It was funny but it's all you've got

You're walking home, with sticky clothes

And a very healthy overdose

Oh Johnny it's you and you're a love child

Oh Johnny it's you and you're a love child

Ain't got no shoes

Ain't got no job

Ain't got no decent banks to rob

Ain't got no rent

You pitch a tent

But the parking meter money's spent

You need a girlfriend like a kick in the head

Sleeping all night solo with the grateful dead

Yeah you know it ain't easy

Oh Johnny it's you yeah Johnny it's you and you're a love child

Oh Johnny it's you yeah Johnny it's you and you're a love child

Chorus repeats

You've got a dream, you've got it bad

But it's just another one of those fads

It's just a joke, gone up in smoke

Leaves you dangling on the end of a rope

You're walking home, with stiky clothes

And a very healthy overdose

Yeah you know it ain't easy

Oh Johnny it's you yeah Johnny it's you and you're a love child

Oh Johnny it's you yeah Johnny it's you and you're a love child