I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read

I just can't help myself I'm feeling like I'm going out of my head Trying to break free Today I am searching for it Subconscious strange sensation Unconscious relaxation What a pleasant nightmare And I can't wait to get there again Every time I close my

Too long trying to resist it You've just gone and missed it It's escaped your world Can you see that I am needing And begging for so much more Than you could ever give And I don't want you to adore me Don't want you to ignore me When it pleases you

I am the bonfire I live off your gasoline, gasoline You make me stronger, I'm going higher You make me stronger, you make me light up With the shade you throw on me, throw on me When you're mad Make it rain you're trying to put my fire out You feel

I gotta make you see You tell me that you're leaving And I'm trying to understand I had myself believing I could take it like a man But if you gotta go, then you gotta know That it's killing me And all the things I never seem to show Girl it's been so

I will rise Here in the deep below I’m just trying to hold on I’m falling in the dark below I feel I’m falling in the big unknown I will rise again Only love could bring us Bring us to this bitter plane And only one of us who’s gonna walk away

Into the mouth of hell Torrential rain at the helm of death It drowns the weak, battering the rest Black walls of waves pummel to capsize The roaring thunder overshadows our cries I will try to pour all of myself into this life Before I die Into the

Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep Up above in my head, instead of going under Instead of going under Instead of going under again Maybe we're just trying to hard When really it's closer than it is too far The faster we're falling, We're

I'm tryna control these thoughts in my brain (ya) My life will never be the same (ya, I won't be the same) But I'm scared I never gonna change (ya, I'll never change) I'm addicted to the money and fame (ya) I'm scared I'm never gonna change, ya (ya) I'm

Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing