When Johnny woke up, he didn′t know
How he ended up in this freakshow
Johnny laid his eyes on a monkey and a lady on a road
He bumped into the prettiest siamese twins
They tried to sell him smokes for a bottle of gin
The dancing bears where growling, reminding him of his sins
She was jumping through a ring of fire
Time was standing still, but
Good happens to good people
Good happens to good people, not him
A flashback of a bottle and blood on the floor
It felt as if it happened too many times before
Every night the Devil is knocking on the same old door
She was jumping through a ring of fire
Time was standing still, but
Good happens to good people
The truth matters to good people
The good happens to good people, not him
Good happens to good people, but
Good happens to good people, now
The fool takes the battle with good people, but
Good happens to good people, not him
