Makes his home all over the place
That's right y'all his name is Johnny
Well, you go upstate you get your head together
Memphis is where he's from
Elvis shaved his head when he went to the army
Sometimes known as the leader of the homeless
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Johnny Ryall, who do you think you are?
Better off drinkin' than smokin' the rocks
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more
He used to have teeth all filled with gold
He drinks a lot of liquor but he don't drink piss
Remember the good old days with the rockabilly crowd
Thunderbird is the word and you're light as a feather
Man, bottle after bottle, he always needs more
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
A rockabilly past of which nobody knows
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
He's no less important than you working class stiffs
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Luis Vuitton with the Gucci guitar
Sometimes drunk, man that kid's always phoneless
On the bass was boots on the drums was checkers
He lives in the street but he's no bum
Detox at the flop house, no booze allowed
He's a rockabilly star from the days of old
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
He paid his dues, playing the blues
Sleepin' on the street in a cardboard box
(Kick it)
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
He goes to sleep by falling down on his face
(Drinking Night Train, drinkin' OE)
He's even more over than my mayor Ed Koch
(Kickin' uptown, kickin' downtown, kickin' crosstown)
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
He asks for a dollar, you know what it's for
Wonder Bread bag shoes, and singing Helter Skelter
He got a platinum voice but only gold records
Sleepin' in the street there ain't a damn thing funny
He drinks where he lies, he's covered with flies
He's got the hand me down Pumas and the tie dyes
Living on borrowed time and borrowed money
He claims that he wrote the Blue Suede Shoes
He knows the time, with the fresh Gucci watch
Donald Trump and Donald Tramp living in the Men's Shelter
With the hand me down food and hand me down clothes
