Johnny Thunders Lived In Leeds

Oh no
 Oh, please
 I was down on my knees with Johnny Thunders
 Losing leaves, having a ball
 Shooting pool down the head in the hall
 Ooh, we rolled up sleeves
 We're shooting, and they're slipping out of our knees
 There were kids looking through my window
 Stranger's coming through my door
 Every ash were not in New York joking
 I couldn't take it no more
 Oh, no
 Oh, please
 I was down on my knees with Johnny's on his living knees
 Copping dog in a phone box of Billy laundry
 The herald view, oh God, he was turning blue
 There were kids looking through my window
 Strangers coming through my door
 I'm a youngster, not a New York junkie
 I couldn't tell you no more
 In the pouring rain, from side watch the auction lanes
 Here they come, Johnny Thunders and the Dead Veins
 There were kids looking through my window
 Strangers coming through my door
 I'm a yachtsman, not a New York junkie
 I couldn't take it no more
 Oh, no
 Oh, please
 I was down on my knee, but journey's from the slipping lakes