Johnny Yen

Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease

Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy

Poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

See the Jean Genie on his high-wire act

At the back of his mind lies a suicide pact

Poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

See the young men itching to burn

Waiting for their own star turn

Needing danger where war would do

If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you

Poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

On fire again

Poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

See Houdini and his underwater tricks

You were sitting at the front hoping his locks would stick

Watch Knievel hit the seventeenth bus

You got crushed in the souvenir rush

Poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

I said, poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

See the young men itching to burn

Waiting for their own star turn

Needing danger where war would do

If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you

Poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

On fire again

I said, poor old Johnny Yen's set himself on fire again

Ladies and gentlemen

Here's my disease

Give me a standing ovation

And your sympathy

(Come on, somebody, finish him off please!

Put the poor fool out of his misery, will you?

Can't you see he's had enough?

Finish him off, somebody!)