But the suburbs they couldn't take
So they was drunken nights,
It was the life that got his name
And then one night down the av enue
His one song won't forget
who deserve right what they get
Jonathan was a gentle lad,
but lord have you make him mad
With two sons on both his hands
He don't dance, he don't sing,
don't give a shit about anything
He'll break your leg without a blink,
better watch out what you
It's a night that started just like the rest,
But some drink come down,
and Jonathan stood on his feet
is it me you're speaking to?
didn't know what they got into
Johnson was a gentle lad, but Lord,
With two sips on both his hands
He don't dance, he don't sing,
don't give a shit about anything
He'll break your leg without a blink,
better watch out what you
Well in the parking lot, the fighting suit
And he knocked out all those who came
Well the black and blue were right on cue
And Jonathan was to blame
The cops stepped in to stop the fight
So he punched him in the nose
Well it's the last time those poor chaps
But lord help if you make him mad
With two satans above his head
He doesn't dance, he doesn't sing
And give a shit about anything
He'll break your leg without a blink,
Better watch out what you say!
Charged and wired, she's in for a laugh,
Find her lover, she'll make him mad,
With two sets of knuckles, her stance,
He doesn't dance, she doesn't sing,
Don't give a shit about anything,
He'll break your leg without a blink,
Better watch out what you say!
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