[Intro Spoken] Im totally fucked up I can barely speak Im totally fucked up They gave me so many drugs But, uh, Im going to be here Alright, what were talking about here Is, is a kind of Its a heartland feeling Like, uh, Mellencamp You know, kind of a Mellen feeling Ok, what you got to get together is a Some, a heartland folk singer Uh, were going to need a real quick Uh, John Cougar Mellencamp Bruce Spingsteen, Bob Seeger That type of feeling, a Mellen feeling You know, real, uh, powerful, approving music, uh Of a heartland quality Uh, just powerful straightforward music And if you cant get Just the right type of feeling Find someone who will pass and change them [Verse 1] Old man Johnson got his head in his hand Making his way across state in a fiddling band With hair all down in his eyes And the microphone all covered with flies When he gets done playing, goes back to his room Climbs in the bed in his cowboy boots And he picks up a magazine, turns on the TV Lights a cigar as hes falling asleep [Chorus] Well hes only a person Who doesnt know shit Yeah, nothing happening Thats about it Yeah [Verse 2] Well little Rosanna came from Texarkana Had fourteen dollars wrapped in a bandanna Came into town not looking for much Well she found a hound dog and she named him Dutch She got a job at the arcade taking quarters But she was never too good at taking orders So one night she stopped giving out change She kicked the boss in the shin and unplugged the games [Chorus] Well shes only a person Who doesnt know shit Yeah, nothing happening Thats about it Yeah [Verse 3] Sam got canned at the cannery He punched out the clock that night His knuckle was bleeding as he walked home He was cold and he had a headache Well his wife was cooking canned beans He took out all the money out of his jeans And he set it on fire in the kitchen sink As his wife handed him a drink [Chorus] Well hes only a person Who doesnt know shit Yeah, nothing happening Thats about it Yeah [Verse 4] Smiler was looking for handouts Sleeping in an abandoned lighthouse Down at the minimall shaking his hat Washing windows with his bare hand He found a sports car With the keys in the ignition It just seemed so easy He took a joyride, drove it into a hedge Came out with the steering wheel wrapped around his head [Chorus] Well hes only a person Who doesnt know shit Yeah, nothing happening Thats about it Yeah [Verse 5] Well Janie was born in a small town Everybody just standing around They had bingo games and the raffle Everybody chewing tobacco Well she grew up kinda restless All her boyfriends wanted to be dentists Well, she got a job at the truck stop And she got old fast and never did what she wanted [Chorus] Well shes only a person Who doesnt know shit Yeah, nothing happening Thats about it Yeah
uh, happening, person, yeah, well