A distant friend of Johnny B. Goode Jason B. Sad was a lonely lad His head was a bed for everyone His clothes was his life but his heart was a knife Inscribed on it was "rock 'n' roll is cruel" Take me to school, boy Leave me alone, boy Slice me a bone of the Universe Take me to school, boy Leave me alone, boy Slice me a bone of the Universe Jason got weird and he pierced his ears A gypsy alone in his gallantry He met Shaky Sue, who wore only blue And they shared in their teenage misery Then Jason read books and wore hard looks He swapped Sue for an artisan His winters were long and a fantastic song Grew from his head like a marigold
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