Johnny

See the people run and gather:
How something high has caught their eye!
Ripening with the sound of something
The speaker stands to wave and cry
He says: «hear ye, hear ye, faithful poppets
Now something dreadful has occurred
And ye waste no time, ye heed my warning:
Little Johnny thinks he is a bird!»
Johnny, come down, come down from the sky;
Johnny, come down, you’re flying too high
Johnny yells full of the posture
Sailing high above the ground:
«I won’t drink your muddy water;
You’ll try your best and i won’t come down
Cause i can see your picture painted
And true, it’s part of life, i’m sure
And that don’t mean i’ve got to like it
And when the air is clean and pure.»
Johnny, come down, come down from the sky;
Johnny, come down, you’re flying too high
Johnny, tell us, tell us, will you
Just what secret have you found?
Do you really know the answer
How to sail above the ground?
Cause half is part of all an answer
And it’s better, sure, than none at all
And i can’t love no hand that strikes me;
If i shot him down, i’d surely fall
Johnny, come down, come down from the sky;
Johnny, come down, you’re flying too high