Johnny Gay went to a bar
Look out for Sunday
You won’t get far
Like smoke in the air
You drift to the door
Johnny won’t get up for dancing on the floor
Doesn’t anymore
He’s
Imitation of Christ (x2)
All the dream white sheets and the hospital bed
Susan’s in the air and paints herself so red
Ain’t it just like a sister?
Down upon the floor
Ain’t it just like radio?
Down upon the floor playing as before in
Imitation of Christ (x2)
Tie him to the moon dear
Isn’t he a fool?
Sew him to the carpet
Tie him to a stool
Listen to the radio
Play his favorite song
Sick upon a needle
You could go so wrong
Imitation of Christ (x2)
Imitation