[Verse 1]
Muhammad's been rocking with his tally-band
Got Miss America, a darling, as his right hand la**
Stroke him faster, make him feel the bliss;
There's so much love in this when you take him in
What are you doing poor Muhammad -- are you being cursed?
Johnny America is here to show you how it burns (hurts)
To love a bit too much
To love this kind of petty love
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
And make them fall in love with this diamond whirlpool
[Chorus]
Johnny America, Johnny America
You've gone and ****ed up this whole damned thing
Johnny America, Johnny America
Oh, you've tried so hard, but you must move on
Johnny America, Johnny America
Can you teach me how much these things all hurt?
(Little America, Mister America)
... can you teach me how to blacken these old bones?
[Outro]
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on the world
We're gonna take on