johnny´s dead aka vincent mason live from the bk lounge þarký sözü

dove:
this one is a short rendition in which me and pianist mate of mine
by the name of prince paul... i shall not relieve, i mean reveal, my
identity...
(girl in background: that´s not funny.)
so, i think we shall begin like this. are you ready, prince paul?
you´re fuckin´ us up, man!

paul: my playin´s good, man!

dove: fuckin´ us up, man! as we begin again... rude interruption from
our audience...
(background laughter)
here we go.

oh johnny
you got a bullet in your forehead, boy
don´t you understand, you dead
buried six feet under the concrete
ooh-aww-oh
that´s the noise he made when he got shot
but johnny´s still dead
still dead
thought about his mama
thought about his father josephine
nobody could help the boy when he hit the concrete
ooh-aww-oh
the last words said by johnny
but now he´s six feet under and he´s dead

our next song we´ll play is called jenifa, we´ll be back in a minute.