Ode for Johnny D (Put On Your Big Girl Pants) Lyrics

Mountains make way the storms in all directions

No truth in a courtroom with a million objections

JD sounds good when there's nothing but lies

Damnation is waiting for the taker of the prize

Justice for the righteous to the void with the fools

Empty as a lie empty as a tomb

Measure for measure such a cynical view

To believe in the truth when it don't ring true

Put on your big girl pants

It's time for the courthouse dance

Get your ass on the floor

What the hell are you waiting for

What a farcical hoot

Viewing figures are going through the roof

What a sight for the world to see

Such a joke such a travesty

Don't forget to share with every stupid crazy with a heartbeat

Four weeks now they've been acting the clown

Going backward and forward and upside down

I'm getting kind of tired cos it all sounds the same

Again and again and again and again

The judge and jury are crying to sing

Should all get an oscar for the show and the sting

What a blast what a performance I'm so glad it's over

Back to life in the sunshine and life in the clover

Put on your big girl pants

It's time for the courthouse dance

Get your ass on the floor

What the hell are you waiting for

What a farcical hoot

Viewing figures are going through the roof

What a sight for the world to see

Such a joke such a travesty

Don't forget to share with every stupid crazy with a heartbeat

With a heartbeat

Every crazy with a heartbeat

With a heartbeat

Every crazy with a heartbeat