East Street - Jonny's Parking

Jonny's quiet, Jonny's silent
Because, he has nothing to say
He's a believer, he likes to think
That he is, the king of the hill
But it is storming, there inside him
Like a big hurricane
He can't get it, he is lost
He is in vain
Jonny's not happy
With what he found
He can't make his head
Come around
Not understanding consequences
He thinks every right is his
Jonny's messed up, now in court
Getting punished for his crime
Not parking in box, beating up a person
That on the parking complained
So, it went down the drain
He was wild, and there in the rain
Now the sentence will put him
Into some jail and pain
Jonny is not happy
With what he found
He can't make his head
Come around
Not understanding consequences
He thinks every right is his
Jonny thinks he's done
Little wrong
Jonny wants life as usual
To go on
Pleading guilty, to minor crime
It was unplanned in rage
But his words for kindness
Were by court ignored
Jonny's not happy
With what he found
He can't make his head
Come around
Not understanding consequences
He thinks every right is his

Written by:
Sören Östmark

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