The Life of Lil' Johnny

Lil' Johnny, he was a poor ol' boy.
Couldn't get no respect. Couldn't take a lick.
Lil' Johnny often tried hard, but, couldn't make no friends.
He only got knocked around, and that's a fact.

Lil' Johnny decided there was only one thing to do.
He'd make them pay, feel his bleeding pain.
Lil' Johnny thought hard, and here's what he did:
He packed his bags, set out for Nashville for a song.

Well, Lil' Johnny could play some chords on his guitar.
The first places he landed were in many a bar,
Then one day, someone, a talent scout, saw the budding Lil' Johnny,
And signed him to a record deal worth a pretty penny or two.

Lil' Johnny wrote some songs, recording songs, the such.
He went on, going from zero to hero.
Lil' Johnny played his heart out to his adoring fans,
As he reeled in the benefits, yes sir, indeed.
Lil' Johnny was showing the world a thing or two.

But then the day came when Lil' Johnny fell from grace.
Cocaine, heroin, pills and whiskey consumed his life.
You'd've thought it was the end of the civilized world.
It was definitely reminiscent of the fall of Rome.

One day, Lil' Johnny died by the fire.
The room turned to ice, and the fire should've burned out that night.
Instead, the fire raged on, the memories blazing bright.
Lil' Johnny left his mark on me and those who were so mean.

There were so many who were so mean to Lil' Johnny.
In memoriam, I bet they're all looking at him now.
Lil' Johnny paid for his sins, but oh, he accomplished so much.
In the end, Lil' Johnny had the last laugh.
In the end, Lil' Johnny had changed the world.