We all have friends possessed
Johray is the light of healing
Clear white light of Johray
Will burn away the evil possession
And the ether around us
A friend with a street in his head
Came to me and said, "Man, I'm Andre"
Not a pence to my name
I knew then his life was a shame
For he could not handle even the brink of fame
Andre Johnray
Highway child
Look out, Andre
Here come Fame
No thy self, my friend
Fame don't ever end
And every light is a lie
That you told to a friend
Now you're naked and old
From the flesh to the bone
Oh, how life can change
A poor man with money
Won't stay quite the same
Now that your named
And stripped of your pride
Lookout, Andre
Please don't take the ride
Will we ever run free
From those worldly wantings?
Suddenly I'm hungry and hunting
Will he ever run free
From those blood thirsty wantings
That sends the unhungry hunting?
The streets of shame and pride
Look out, Andre
Please don't take the ride
Ride
Andre Johnray
Highway child