Jackknife Johnny - Alice Cooper

From his army confessions of his military days

You still carry the shrapnel you’re shell-shocked and dazed

Dear Johnny have you lost your way

Or like denim and leather are you faded and frayed

Institute lackies with hot bourbon breath

White coats and needles Johnny like to scare you to death

Dear Johnny do you feel your best

When you’re strung out at night on your morphine and meth

Jackknife Johnny you’re a floor moppin' flunkie

Tool of a dagger’s drawn world

Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you

For bringing home that V.C.

girl

Jackknife Johnny welcome to our world

From the tone deaf hearing of the draft board game

You were washing cars down in Dallas when the holocaust came

Dear Johnny your excuse was lame

All your friends sleep in boxes while you sleep in chains

Jackknife Johnny you’re a bad jungle monkey

Tool of a dagger’s drawn world

Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you

For bringing home that V.C.

girl

Jackknife Johnny welcome to our world

Jackknife Johnny you’re a floor moppin' flunkie

Tool of a dagger’s drawn world

Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you

For bringing home that V.C.

girl

Jackknife Johnny welcome to our world

Jackknife Johnny you’re a bad jungle monkey

Tool of a dagger’s drawn world

Jackknife Johnny them old vets gotta hate you

For bringing home that V.C.

girl

Jackknife Johnny