Stomp And Holler

Oh little Johnny Walker caught a bullet last night

Running from the guitar store

He took a left down the alley, guess he should've gone right

Now he ain't taken nothing no more, no more, more

Every body knows it's a hard time

Livin' with hate and the greed

Most folks earn what they get for a livin'

Others just steal what they need

Down on the corner, already talkin'

How they're gonna cut that take

I'm out here just workin' for a dollar

And all I wanna do is stomp and holler

Oh, eighteen years, eighteen years

That's a long-old time to be

Sittin' face down, stoned in the alley

Wonderin' how to get to that shining sea

Everybody knows it's a hard time

Livin' on the minimum wage

Ah, some people just gonna sneak on through

Others gotta rattle that cage

One of these days, I'm gonna find my way

Or else just disappear

I'm out here in the filth and squalor

And all I wanna do is stomp and holler

Oh, rock and roll, ache and moan

Listen to the young girls scream

Every time I get a little bit lucky

I gotta wake up from a poor man's dream

Heaven only knows how we get there

After all this trouble and strife

From all I've seen, you only get one shot

At what you're gonna do in this life

Ah, what the hell, I guess I might as well

Take a chance and try my way

I'm like James Brown only white and taller

And all I wanna do is stomp and holler