Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window

Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct

Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't that the truth

Dead end boys we never gave a fuck



Run Johnny run, go have some fun

Run Johnny run, he's got a gun



So I rolled a yuppie for his Rolex

Blew it on some tattoos, bought some booze

Smashing loads of bottles along the way to the matinee

Ended up a guest of New York State



Problems! A no win, no solution for runaways

Product of our blessed institution

Runaway to your nothing revolution

Here we go again fixin' these mistakes



Blame it on the state, call him human waste

Mommy didn't care, daddy turned away

Tell him he's a loser, tell it to the press

Johnny's got no future, he's just a fuckin' mess