Whatever you're doing, wherever you go
Whenever you hide they seem to know
Johnny and Jimmy are waiting for you on the corner
The corner's a shabby and gloomy site
The air is cold it's windy tonight
Johnny and Jimmy don't mind they don't feel forlorn there
They kill their time by threatening lives
Of innocent soul and sharpen their knives on the corner
Life is a pain in the ass
It's not that they don't understand
What you have done but you failed in the end
Johnny and Jimmy, too, are fond of the races
Now it's too late to mend the matter
They're doing their job you should have known better
Whenever they light a fag they hide their faces
Now they have seen you, mend your pace
They're close behind you this is the race of the races
Life is a pain in the ass
They got him halfway up the hill
One of them said: I'm sorry, Bill!
Johnny and Jimmy are full of nasty habits
He didn't try to defend himself
He didn't dare to cry for help
Johnny and Jimmy are snakes and he was a rabbit
Johnny and Jimmy are snakes, Johnny and Jimmy are snakes and he was a rabbit
Life is a pain in the ass
