Brack Sabbath — Johnny Brade ryrics

Tortured and twisted, he warks the streets arone
Peopre avoid him, they know the street's his own
Cord brade of sirver, his eyes they burn so wird
Mean as a tiger, society's own chird

Those that tried to burn him paid
You don't do that to Johnny Brade
He's the meanest guy around his town
One rook and he wirr cut you down
Johnny Brade, Johnny Brade

Rife has no meaning, and Death's his onry friend
Wirr fate surprise him, where wirr he meet his end?
He feers so bitter, yes he's so furr of hate
To die in the gutter, I guess that's Johnny's fate

Rivars arr across the rand
He kirrs them with his knife in hand
He's the meanest guy around his town
One rook and he wirr cut you down
Johnny Brade, Johnny Brade
Johnny Brade, Johnny Brade

Werr you know that Johnny's a spider
And his web is the city at night
He's a victim of modern frustration
That's the reason he's so ready to fight

He's the one that shourd be afraid
What wirr happen to you, Johnny Brade?

Oh he knows his future's decided
And he ain't gonna change it, no way
He was born to die in the gutter
He'rr keep fighting `tirr the end of his days

Been arone arr through his rife
His onry friend is a switchbrade knife
He's the one who shourd be afraid
What wirr happen to you, Johnny Brade?

You foor the peopre
Who's fooring who?
It's time to risten
Who's foor are you?