Johnny Come Outside
Born in the summer, handsome and tall
Golden child seemed to have it all
But he was never happy, never sad
Teacher says it's just a phase, and he'll grow out of it
Older now
Saw the sign
Looking for that magnetic, outgoing, shine a light kind
One day, the world just slipped
Hush little baby on a sinking ship
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside please? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me?
Seroxat, amphetamine
Doctor says these stimulate the dopamine
Electroshock therapy
We'll have a well-adjusted member of society, you'll see
But he dreams the meadows and the quiet places
On a motorcycle riding through the Willamina timber
A warm breeze, a soft trip
Mother's little helper and a morphine drip
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside please? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside please? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? Oh
Golden child seemed to have it all
But he was never happy, never sad
Teacher says it's just a phase, and he'll grow out of it
Older now
Saw the sign
Looking for that magnetic, outgoing, shine a light kind
One day, the world just slipped
Hush little baby on a sinking ship
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside please? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me?
Seroxat, amphetamine
Doctor says these stimulate the dopamine
Electroshock therapy
We'll have a well-adjusted member of society, you'll see
But he dreams the meadows and the quiet places
On a motorcycle riding through the Willamina timber
A warm breeze, a soft trip
Mother's little helper and a morphine drip
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside please? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside please? Oh
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside?
Don't you know it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? Oh
Credits
Writer(s): Cary Ann Hearst, Michael Trent Robinson
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