there just seems to be no way out
 have one last cigarette
 no time to put it out
 he's quitting this time for good
 this is the last gig for johnny b. goode

 and now the pressure's really on
 black limousines close in
 his hotel suite is really neat
 but the flight nearly did him in
 a telegram said break a leg
 but the doctor says he's broken his head

 set up the amps
 play it loud
 so no one can hear the words
 good job
 they wouldn't wanna hang around
 set up the ligths
 but keep em dim
 so no one will see him in
 the state that he's in

 ladies and gentlemen
 will you welcome for the last time
 a man who if he could help it
 would not be here tonight
 the man who has nothing left to prove
 bye bye johnny b. goode

 the agent's looking restless
 he says this house is awful bad
 he said we should have booked the audience
 rather than booked the band
 he's quitting this time for good
 because they won't turn up for johnny b. goode