John

Yeah when I go over yonder, I will see my mother My sister and my father, but my brother is going to hell Yeah they hung him from the gallows As the sun turned red from yellow And the crowd they heard him halting And they sighed with much relief The preacher asked him for any last words My brother spit on to his clean shirt And he smiled without redemption And said this is one soul God don't need Oh yes I loved him but I won't miss him As he's burning and he's twisting For his heartless dedication To the devil and it's creed Oh as a child we called him rotten Till he was lonely and forgotten And he revenged our constant jeering Oh with his every word and deed Oh yeah and for my contribution Oh and the souls lack of retribution I would ask the Lord's forgiveness on my very bended knee Oh it's the tale of Johnny Rotten Yeah who was lonely and forgotten And it's the tale of my only brother And it's the tale of one bad seed