Now Johnny likes his cocaine
And you know he ain't been the same
You know your world has been insane
Ever since you put that needle in your vein
And I can't believe you don't recall
That night with Johnny in the hall
Slinging his Kalashnikov
And screaming about drowning in the rain
There's got to be a better way
Must be a better way
There's got to be a better way for you
You're living off what you can scam
A broken window in the can
A husband that is on the lam
You wish you could believe the words he's saying
A broken, beat-up pickup truck
A narrow staircase two flights up
If he don't show you're out of luck
Do you remember when you weren't in pain?
There's got to be a better way
Must be a better way
There's got to be a better way for you
Now Johnny likes his cocaine
And you know he ain't been the same
You know your world has been insane
Ever since you put that speedball in your brain...
There's got to be a better way
Must be a better way
There's got to be a better way for you
Come for the '70s Dodge pickup on the cover. Stay for Americana/Folk music played like rock-n-roll (a winning formula if there ever was one). THE GHOSTS THAT I RUN WITH is nothing short of AWESOME. Andy Smash & the Rust Belt Hotrods