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
 Ay ay ay ay! Ay ay ay!
 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
 Ay ay ay ay! Ay ay ay!