John Brown - Masters Of Reality

John brown

Bring him down

Pull his body

To the ground

Left him up For long enough

Let me be The baby gruff

John brown

Bring him down

Pull his body

To the ground

Holiday, holiday

I declare a holiday

Holiday, holiday

No matter what the doctors say

Holiday, holiday

We pull john down

At noon today

Tomorrorw day, nothing rings

Nothing rings and nothing brings