Razor Scooter

Beneath the floppy weight

Of your plaster cast

The bunk bed in whimpering

"Repent world!"

But you are so limber

You stretch your other leg

All the way around

To put your toes in your mouth

John, John, John, John, John

How is it that you're so funny?

John, John, John, John

Your parents are dead

John, I know you need to make me laugh before you die

You are a good boy, you are a good boy

You are a good boy, you are a good boy

Not flopping from comet light to sunlight

Flopping only from one side of the bed to the other

AIDS has destroyed your bone

John, John, John, John, John

You need attention

John, John, John, John

You will never walk again

John, I know you need to ride the razor scooter

John, I am crazy

You are a good boy, you are a good boy

You are a good boy, you are a good boy

You are a good boy, you are a good boy

You are a good boy, you are a good boy