Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye bye Johnny Good bye Johnny B. Goode She drew out all her money out of the Southern Trust And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound bus Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West Down came the tears from her happiness Her own little son

It's a cruel, crazy, beautiful world Ayeye ayeye Every time you wake up I hope it's under a blue sky One day when you wake up I will have to say goodbye It's your world so live in it! You have to wash with the crocodile in the river You have to swim with