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
    Thanks to The Clam for these lyrics