Johnny America

Show me a better bike than the one I got
 If it makes any difference you can keep the lot
 There's plenty of space in the parking lot
 A head full of hopes
 A pocket full of dreams
 Handle bars coming apart at the seams
 There goes Johnny America
 Riding Hard up Mission Hill
 Some think he'll make it to the top today
 Some say he never will
 Though he's just a child at heart
 He's old enough to fall
 Nobody in 100 years
 Can touch him faults and all...
 What you going to say about my little man
 Take another shot, do the best you can
 They're selling out souls in the grandstand
 His Cap peeled back
 Got Blood on his knees
 Fighting back tears
 Tearing through the breeze
 There goes Johnny America
 Riding Hard up Mission Hill
 Some think he'll make it to the top today
 Some say he never will
 Though he's just a child at heart
 He's old enough to fall
 Nobody in 100 years
 Can touch him faults and all...
 He's come to far to fall
 There goes Johnny America
 Riding Hard up Mission Hill
 Some think he'll make it to the top today
 Some say he never will...
 GO!
 Go Johnny!
 Go Johnny!
 There goes Johnny America
 Riding Hard up Mission Hill
 Some think he'll make it to the top today
 I say he will.