Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window  Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct  Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't that the truth  Dead end boys we never gave a fuck    Run Johnny run, go have some fun  Run Johnny run, he's got a gun    So I rolled a yuppie for his Rolex  Blew it on some tattoos, bought some booze  Smashing loads of bottles along the way to the matinee  Ended up a guest of New York State    Problems! A no win, no solution for runaways  Product of our blessed institution  Runaway to your nothing revolution  Here we go again fixin' these mistakes    Blame it on the state, call him human waste  Mommy didn't care, daddy turned away  Tell him he's a loser, tell it to the press  Johnny's got no future, he's just a fuckin' mess