A Girl Called Johnny

I remember Johnny, hey!

Johnny come lately

I remember her shoes, like a ballerina

A girl called Johnny, who

Changed her name when she

Discovered her choice was to change

Or to be changed

I remember a girl called Johnny

Black as hell, and white as a ghost

"Don't talk about life or death"

She said, "I've had enough of both"

A girl called Johnny, who was not scared

They would have torn her to pieces, but

Who would dare?

I remember a girl called Johnny

The train came to town, boy she got on it

Without looking back, there was barely a word

If she said goodbye, well I never heard

But the noise goes on

The noise, the jazz

Truth is in somebody else's hands

And the house that a girl called Johnny built

Is now just so much ashes and sand

Ashes and sand

Ashes and sand

Ashes and sand