In the attic neath a blood-stained bed Lies a doll with a bashed-in head It's coal black eyes stare off into space Searching for a glimpse of Johnny's face Where oh where is Johnny Where oh where can he be Where oh where is Johnny Gone on over the sea At the end of a dimly lit hall A tiny skeleton hides behind the wall Covered by photos for all to see He waits to rejoin his family In the churchyard Round the gravestones Dance the children Of the unknown Thru the rainstorms In the red mud Dance the children Covered in blood Some night when the thunderstorms arise And lightning flares across the blackened skies The ghost of a child murdered in its sleep Will return its vengence to reap