The Road Trip of Bipasha Ahmed Songtext
von Pere Ubu

She calls me Johnny Rocket
And I don′t know why
She calls me Johnny Rocket
Prison, the bedroom at night

I'd say she thinks that I might blow up
I′d say she thinks that I might end the world
But I say she's not that
I'd say she just might be right

Some call me James
Some say that I was not Right
That I was not right in here

I think that I will miss you
I′m sure that I′ll miss you
I think that I will miss you
And if I was a waste then I don't wanna go
And I will testify that,
That I will comply
I will testify to that
And I like the fact


Some people call me James
Some people call me Ray,
Say, how is that right?
I was not right
And the heart
Wouldn′t mind
That I was not right
Right in my soul
Right in my soul
Right in my soul oh

So many things left to say
So many feelings I done
But say it now
Never say it too late
Knock on the door
Bitter face inside
Knock on the door
Bitter face inside
Inside of you

Some call me James
Some say that I was not Right
That I was not right in here
That I was not right in how I feel
That I was not right in my soul
I was not right in the soul

She calls me Johnny Rocket
And I don't know why
She calls me Johnny Rocket
I don′t know why