Johnny's Dead Aka Vincent Mason

Dove:

This one is a short rendition in which me and pianist mate of mine

By the name of prince paul... I shall not relieve, I mean reveal, my

Identity...

(girl in background: thats not funny.)

So, I think we shall begin like this. are you ready, prince paul? 

Youre fuckin us up, man!

Paul: my playins good, man!

Dove: fuckin us up, man! as we begin again... rude interruption from

Our audience...

(background laughter)

Here we go.

Oh johnny

You got a bullet in your forehead, boy

Dont you understand, you dead

Buried six feet under the concrete

Ooh-aww-oh

Thats the noise he made when he got shot

But johnnys still dead

Still dead

Thought about his mama

Thought about his father josephine

Nobody could help the boy when he hit the concrete

Ooh-aww-oh

The last words said by johnny

But now hes six feet under and hes dead

Our next song well play is called jenifa, well be back in a minute.