A D E A
He made a scene in every cray magazine he had a smeer and a funkular style
A D E A
Down the road where every beggar lied short he was singing trough a fagged yellow smile
D A D F#m E D
Just a kid strung out with the guitar in his high heeled snickers he was walking talking art
F#m E
God smacked him down he fell apart, well let me tell you 'bout it
A D A E
Riding high head in the sky til it all goes down
A D A F#m E A
Suicide johnny was a hero now, six feet in the ground
D E
A D E A
From the fall so the copycqats and all just hang around and try to get a glimpze
D E A
And out the door in the middle of a gang war silversuits stringing on the pimps(?)
D A D
He went to hollywood and left it like a star but then he never got over
F#m E D F#m E
He was kicked right in the heart going back to 17th and park
Well let me tell you now
A D A E
Jingy song of feuds gone wrong and a room downtown
A D A F#m E A
Suicide johnny was a hero now six feet in the ground
F#m A
There's nothing left now he's fading like a chuckmuck on the street yeah
D E
But everytime he played the man was going paywed(?) poison girls were swinging on the streets
E
Let me show you now
A D A E
Riding high head in the sky 'til it all goes down
A D A F#m E
Suicide johnny was a hero now six feet under
A D A E
Sing a song and play along in your room downtown
A D A F#m E A
Rock n' roll johnny was a hero now six feet in the ground
F#m E A F#m E A
Six feet in the ground, six feet in the ground