Lyrics

Johnny Thunders’ Arm
(Richey)

A subway train to nowhere, is all it’s ever been
The night is like a magnet, from Paris to Berlin

I’m all beat up and I don’t want to fight
The bruises from this misbegotten life
I’m black and blue like Johnny Thunders’ arm

It’s twilight in Manhattan, paradise for sale
It’s safer from a distance, a cautionary tale

Don’t mind me, I’m only passing through
Looking for a different kind of true
I’m black and blue like Johnny Thunders’ arm
Johnny Thunder, Johnny Thunders’ arm

Imitation, liberation, artificial emulation
Simulated simulation, on and on and gone

Pleasure and pain are the same in the end
Is it heaven or hell?, I can’t tell

(Break)

I’m looking for the answer, face down in my beer
When the ghost of Johnny Thunders whispers in my ear

I’m fighting just to find the will to fight
A dirty rotten, misbegotten life
I’m black and blue like Johnny Thunders’ arm
Johnny Thunder, Johnny Thunders’ arm