Now Little Johnny Jewel Oh, he's really cool He has no decision He's just trying to tell a vision Now, some thought that this was sad And others thought it mad They scratch the surface JJ can do the floor kiss Was he on display? No, no, not today All that guy ever said "I want my little wing-head" He'd be half-asleep at night Over his head, sensation of flight And he wake up dreaming Dreaming And he run down to the airport The rush, the roar And he crouched down behind a fence Pick one up, and put it over there, all day long Pick it up here, and you put it over there Pick it up there, and then you put it over there And you pick it up there, and you put it over there Great job Pick it up there, and then put it over there Pick it up there, and then you put it over there He let it sink in He let it sink in Back in the mud Back in the blood Then He loses his senses Little Johnny Jewel He's real cool But if you see him looking lost You ain't gotta come on so boss! He's paid You know that he's paid the price You see that little guy Wink your eye