You've crushed the resistence before it's begun  silenced the voices who've dared to confront  laying your hands upon all that you rule  becoming the man who you overtrew  now you better watch out  'cause johnny's got a gun    you've got all the armies, you've got all the arms  you've got all the armories  the harbor's blockaded, the streets barricaded  every thought is under lock and key  there's an idea rising that you can't detect  from the same poor souls you claim to protect  there's a violent burning hatred in every mothers son  you better watch out, 'cause johnny's got a gun    you've anchored your warships, cleared all the airstrips  readied the seeds to decay  stolen the youth to fill ranks in your troops  keeping rebellion at bay  the fathers before you who now line the graves  are being remembered before it's too late  and their sons you call rebels are coming one  you better watch out, 'cause johnny's got a gun    the hour's upon you, the past will soon haunt you  yesterday becomes today  the helpless, the hopeless, the lost ones, the homeless  the weak can afford to be brave  there's only much a poor man can take  before he no longer fears making mistakes  if dying's the answer, then dying be done  you better watch out, 'cause johnny's got a gun    They've come from the country, the city and shore  they've come from the wind and the rain  the come from the fires who's ashes are cold  they come from the desert and snow  they fear they'll be dying but more than that fear  the cries of oppression that no ears can hear  until every last rebel surrenders or runs  you better watch out, 'cause johnny's got a gun