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Johnny Ryall (Beastie Boys/Dust Bros.)


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

Living on borrowed time and borrowed money

Sleepin' in the street there ain't a damn thing funny

With the hand me down food and 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 man the kids always phoneless

Sleepin' on the street in a cardboard box

Better off drinkin' than smokin' the rocks

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall

Kickin' up town

Kickin' down town

Kickin cross town

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 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 Um... in Tenneisee

He lives in the street but he's no bum nope...

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 on the drums was checkers

Luis Vuitton with the Gucci guitar

Johnny Ryall

*Who do you think you are*

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall

Checkin' the night train

Checkin' the O.E.

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall

One, two, three, four

One, two, three, four

One, two, three, four

One, two, three, four

Donald Trump 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 need more

He's no less important than you working class stiffs

Drinks a lot of liquor but he don't drink piss

He's 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*


Kick it...

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall

Check the cooled wax...




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