Once upon the Tyne, not so long ago….
Johnny won a pot at the docks
People are unkind
They say it was luck – that’s rough
So rough
Johnny doesn’t say a great deal
Little eye contact
Don’t know how he feels – he’s tough
So tough
But there’s a reason, believe it or not
He doesn’t use his eyedrops or his toothbrush a lot,
He can’t wear glasses, he’s got no snot – so what?
He rows like a god
Ohhh – he should be dead
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
Dump the coach, we’ll have him instead,
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
Johnny used to have a full deck
He rowed under a bridge, the height of his neck
Cut off,
That’s tough
Oddly once his head was removed,
Johnny found his balance and timing,
Both seemed to improve,
Good move..
So looking height-wise he’s not the best
But he has got the mind-set for a great ergo test
We bought him ear-muffs but just in jest – or not..
I would suggest,
Ohhh – he should be dead
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
To carbo load, we feed him French bread
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
He’s gonna row on, until he just drops
He can’t hear the claxon to tell him to stop..
Ohhh – he should be dead
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
Dump the coach, we’ll have him instead,
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
Ohhh – he should be dead
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head
To carbo load, we feed him French bread
Woah-ohh – Johnny’s got no head…
