On vocals and guitar in the back of johnny’s car
Driving to a town out in the west
With all the windows down his jester and his clown
Singing all the songs that he liked best
I never thought he’d take me I only dreamed he would
Then on day I asked him and he said “sure I could”
He knew all the answers what sex was all about
He could keep on talking with a fag still in his mouth
The hero and the boy following his star
Hoping to get lucky on vocals and guitar.

Rose and sally may trying to get away
Deciding it was time to flee the nest
Join the entourage travelling sans baggage
Putting last night’s promise to the test
Rosie did the talking while sally looked away
I played sergeant pepper from athlone to galway bay
Johnny he was coasting but I was losing ground
When sally said that gadget has a really awful sound
Where to turn to now with my mouth ajar
Trying to impress on vocals and guitar.

The tent was far too small but johnny had a ball
Clowning while we tried to get it pitched
I tried to be the same tried to play that game
But I was only wishing they’d be ditched
My jester’s role was stolen a dancer took my place
She gathered his attention like a spider making lace
And sally wrapped up well in the sleeping bag I lent
I shivered with a blanket in the north side of the tent
I crept out later on with one more bleeding scar
Sat and watched the sunrise on vocals and guitar.