Beastie Boys - Johnny Ryall lyrics
[Beastie Boys - Johnny Ryall lyrics]
One, two, three, four one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four oh, wine cooler
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than my mayor, Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at
A quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on
Maggie's farm no more
Livin' on borrowed time and borrowed money
Sleepin' in the street
There ain't a damn thing funny
With the hand-me down food
And the hand-me down clothes
A rockabilly past of which nobody knows
Makes his home all over the place
He goes to sleep by falling down on his face
Sometimes known as the leader of the homeless
Sometimes drunk, and he's always phoneless
Sleepin' on the street in a cardboard box
He's better off drinkin' than
Smokin' the rocks (Well)
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Kickin' uptown, kickin' downtown
Kickin' crosstown johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
He drinks where he lies
He's covered with flies
He's got the hand me down
Pumas and the tie dyes well, you go upstate
And you get your head together
Thunderbird is the word
And you're light as a feather
Detox at the flop house, no booze allowed
Remember the good old days
With the rockabilly crowd
Memphis is where he's from (in Tennessee)
He lives in the street, but he's no bum
He's a rockabilly star from the days of old
He used to have teeth all filled with gold
He got a platinum voice
But only gold records
On the bass was Boots and
On the drums was Checkers
Louis Vuitton with the Gucci guitar
Johnny Ryall, who do you think you are?
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Drinkin' Night Train, drinkin' OE
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
One, two, three, four one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four one, two, three
Donald Trump and Donald Tramp living
In the men's Shelter
Wonder Bread bag shoes and
Singing "Helter Skelter"
He asks for a dollar, you know what it's for
Man, bottle after bottle
He always needs more
He's no less important than
You working class stiffs
He drinks a lot of liquor
But he don't drink piss
He paid his dues playing the blues
He claims that he wrote
The "Blue Suede Shoes"
Elvis shaved his head when he
Went into the army
That's right, y'all, his name is Johnny
Kick it!
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Rya-
Check the cool wax!
One, two, three, four oh, wine cooler
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than my mayor, Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at
A quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on
Maggie's farm no more
Livin' on borrowed time and borrowed money
Sleepin' in the street
There ain't a damn thing funny
With the hand-me down food
And the hand-me down clothes
A rockabilly past of which nobody knows
Makes his home all over the place
He goes to sleep by falling down on his face
Sometimes known as the leader of the homeless
Sometimes drunk, and he's always phoneless
Sleepin' on the street in a cardboard box
He's better off drinkin' than
Smokin' the rocks (Well)
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Kickin' uptown, kickin' downtown
Kickin' crosstown johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
He drinks where he lies
He's covered with flies
He's got the hand me down
Pumas and the tie dyes well, you go upstate
And you get your head together
Thunderbird is the word
And you're light as a feather
Detox at the flop house, no booze allowed
Remember the good old days
With the rockabilly crowd
Memphis is where he's from (in Tennessee)
He lives in the street, but he's no bum
He's a rockabilly star from the days of old
He used to have teeth all filled with gold
He got a platinum voice
But only gold records
On the bass was Boots and
On the drums was Checkers
Louis Vuitton with the Gucci guitar
Johnny Ryall, who do you think you are?
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Drinkin' Night Train, drinkin' OE
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
One, two, three, four one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four one, two, three
Donald Trump and Donald Tramp living
In the men's Shelter
Wonder Bread bag shoes and
Singing "Helter Skelter"
He asks for a dollar, you know what it's for
Man, bottle after bottle
He always needs more
He's no less important than
You working class stiffs
He drinks a lot of liquor
But he don't drink piss
He paid his dues playing the blues
He claims that he wrote
The "Blue Suede Shoes"
Elvis shaved his head when he
Went into the army
That's right, y'all, his name is Johnny
Kick it!
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Rya-
Check the cool wax!