Everyone has a favourite tune. Is this yours? Here come Johnny Kwango He just sprung down off the ropes He won't look you in the eye In case it gives you any hope Though he don't believe in cheating If he has to he can maim You won't see the bullet coming 'Til its lodged inside your brain Let me fall into you arms And take the fear away Can you read my upturn palms Won't you tell me what they say? I don't want to cause alarm But if you push me I can't take it Yesterday in boredom I was going through some files And I found photographs and letters To some poor misguided child There was something 'bout the future Which has now become the past And a promise i'd forgotten And a dream that could not last If you cut me will I bleed And stain your shoulder pad If you don't give me what I need I will probably go mad I'm an easy guy to please But if you push me I can't take it Good old Johnny Kwango See him fly across the ring Into unsuspecting ogres doing disrespectful things You can see him as a hero Or a metaphor for life And you can imitate his movements But you'll never get them right There are friends I used to know Who have all but disappeared As my stock was sinking low They have made their feelings clear You can't tell me where to go But if you push I can't take it.