In the attic neath a blood-stained bed

Lies a doll with a bashed-in head

It's coal black eyes stare off into space

Searching for a glimpse of Johnny's face



Where oh where is Johnny

Where oh where can he be

Where oh where is Johnny

Gone on over the sea



At the end of a dimly lit hall

A tiny skeleton hides behind the wall

Covered by photos for all to see

He waits to rejoin his family



In the churchyard

Round the gravestones

Dance the children

Of the unknown

Thru the rainstorms

In the red mud

Dance the children

Covered in blood



Some night when the thunderstorms arise

And lightning flares across the blackened skies

The ghost of a child murdered in its sleep

Will return its vengence to reap