A-Punk

Johanna drove slowly into the city

The Hudson River all filled with snow

She spied the ring on His Honor's finger

Oh, oh, oh

A thousand years in one piece of silver

She took it from his lily-white hand

Showed no fear, she'd seen the thing

In the young men's wing at Sloan-Kettering

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say, "Oh"

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say, "Oh"

'Ey, 'ey, 'ey, 'ey!

'Ey, 'ey, 'ey!

His Honor drove southward seeking exotica

Down to the pueblo huts of New Mexico

Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas

Oh, oh, oh

I saw Johanna down in the subway

She took an apartment in Washington Heights

Half of the ring lies here with me

But the other half's at the bottom of the sea

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say, "Oh"

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say, "Oh"

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say, "Oh"

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say, "Oh"

'Ey, 'ey, 'ey, 'ey!

'Ey, 'ey, 'ey, 'ey!