You only get a single chance
The rules are very plain,
The truth is well concealed inside
The details of the game,You can hear it coming,
You can see it from afar,
It's pale and it glimmers
Like a faded movie starAnd out there in the castle,
They're trying to make us scream,
By sticking thumb tags in a flash
And canceling the dream,Can you find the Valium,
Can you bring them soon,
Lost Johnny's out there,
Baying at the moonThe time has come for you to choose,
You'd better get it right,
Pulling girls with sharp white teeth
Are waiting in the night,But you want to really get some,
It surely can't be hard,
There's always trouble lurking
When you leave your own backyardUnderneath the city,
The alligators sing,
Of how the fool he cannot dance,
When someone cuts the strings,Can you get the morphine,
Try to be so brief,
Lost Johnny's out there,
Looking for reliefNow Simon looks so evil
And you know he really tries,
But every time he makes a play,
That vital number diesAnd Sally buys her underwear
From a store where no-one goes,
She makes it big in photographs
On the strength of what she shows,And here inside the waiting room,
The radio still screams,
And we're shooting ?
To murder all young dreamsCan you find your credit card,
For god's sake make it quick,
Lost Johnny's out there,
Trying to turn a trick
Songwriters
IAN KILMISTER, MICK FARRENPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC