[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