Johnny was a breakneck punk
Fire blooded was the way to be
Sling a few strings on his guitar
To prove to the world he's a star
Till along came a man in black clothes
Waiting right beside that age old crossroads
He said,"You got the stuff, its your time.
Just sign right here by the dotted line."
Johnny cracked a smile through the side of his eye
Pulled out a switchblade and said,"Its Mine."
Johnny slit his wrist, with blood in his fist
Put red to the paper now he's on the list
Johnny knew who he was and the devil asked why
Johnny said,"So I can live a lie, that's right.
So I can live a lie while the rest die buying."
All the angry young ladies
Will listen to him serenade um on his guitar
At the top of his lungs (x2)
He'll see the fists a rising
To fight the man behind him and they'll fall in line
To fight fire with fire (x2)
He's just so angry
He's just so angry yeah
They don't care about your empty soul
They don't care
They won't give two cents about your ugly role
They don't care
They don't care, they don't care
The kids don't care