Paul And Storm - Ten-Finger Johnny lyrics

Ten-Finger Johnny, on the first day of July He loved the season's grand displays of fireworks in the sky (Way, hey, toora loora lay) And so he drove across the state line to the fireworks stand He came back with a string of firecrackers in his hand He struck a match, and lit them up, and everybody ran Except for Johnny (Way, hey, boom, and up she goes) Six-Finger Johnny, on the second of July And his need for large explosions still had not run dry (Way, hey, toora loora lay) So he went walking down Main Street with two M-80s he had found And set them off in the gazebo at the center of the town And when the fuse began to sputter, no one stood around Except for Johnny (Way, hey, boom, and up she goes) Three-Finger Johnny, on the third day of July Jonesing for the ultimate in pyrotechnic highs (Way, hey, toora loora lay) He tied a brick of Johnny Rebs onto a model plane And then he doused the whole shebang in 93 octane It flew straight up, and straight back down, but nobody was maimed Except for Johnny (Way, hey, boom, and up she goes) One-point-five Limb Johnny, on the fourth day of July Hopped to the construction site to give it one last try (Way, hey, toora loora lay) Inside the foreman's trailer was a case of dynamite Johnny held a Zippo ‘tween his toes and set it burning bright The foreman saw the sparks begin, and everyone took flight Except for Johnny (Way, hey, boom, and up she goes) They buried Johnny on the fifth day of July And everyone in town turned out to say their last goodbye (Way, hey, toora loora lay) And though they knew he was a moron, no one could dispute The depth of Johnny's dedication to his life's pursuit And sixty-seven Roman candles fired off in salute To the sixty-seven pieces left of Johnny (Way, hey, boom, and up she goes)