From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was
generating
 Another boy was sliding up the hallway
  He merged perfectly with the hallway,
  He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run,
 but the movie kept moving as planned
 The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in
Johnny
 The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees,
  started crashing his head against the locker,
  started crashing his head against the locker,
 started laughing hysterically

 When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being
surrounded by
 horses, horses, horses, horses
coming in in all directions
white shining silver studs with their nose in
flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses,
horses, horses.
  Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
  Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it
goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
  And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig
your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet
pee pee,
  Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose
control,
  Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it
like that,
  Like it like that, like it like that, like it like
that,
  Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi

  Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his
sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, "Oh, pretty boy,
  Can't you show me nothing but surrender ?"
Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
  Taped to his chest there's the answer,
 You got pen knives and jack knives and
  Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
 Then he cries, then he screams, saying
  Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my
brain
  And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,
  Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
 And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi

 There's a little place, a place called space
  It's a pretty little place, it's across the
tracks,
 Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like
it like that,
 You like it like that, you like it like that, you like
it like that,
And the name of the band is the
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Twistelettes,
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Twistelettes

  Baby calm down, better calm down,
  In the night, in the eye of the forest
 There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
 I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a
stair,
  I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw
that
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
the sea's the possibility
  There is no land but the land
  (up there is just a sea of possibilities)
  There is no sea but the sea
(up there is a wall of possibilities)
 There is no keeper but the key
 (up there there are several walls of possibilities)
 Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes
possibilities.
  (up there)
 I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
I was standing there with my legs spread like a
sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my
knee
(on the screen)
  And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold
flame
 (in the heart of man)
 The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea horses
 He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his
smooth throat
 (the spoon)
  And let it deep in
  (the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
 It started hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening in my hand
 And I felt the arrows of desire

 I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a
brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the
area
 (go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)
 And go Johnny go and do the watusi,
  Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
 Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and
encircling
 Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're
together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
  And my fingers all entwined through the air,
  I could feel it, it was the hair going through my
fingers,
 (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
 The hairs were like wires going through my body
I I that's how I
 that's how I
I died
  (at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were
after)
(they knew what they were after)
  [Everything on the current] moved up
  I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too
unbelievably smooth,
  Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the
possibility
 Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of
possibilities
  There's no land but the land

  looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
that went streaming through the sands like fingers,
like arteries, like fingers
  (how much fits between the eyes of a horse?)
 He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your eyes)
  His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad
pituitary glands
The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched
that nobody heard,
 No one heard that cry,
 No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his
throat,
 (His fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of
jelly,
  And so he seized the first
  (his vocal chords shot up)
 (possibility)
  (like mad pituitary glands)
  It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is nothing happening at all)
 and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into
the steep
saw this sweet young thing (Fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking
meter

 In the sheets
there was a man
dancing around
 to the simple
 Rock & roll
song