Soup

Johnny bought a ticket for a four o'clock trainSpilled wine on his shirt and knew there'd be a red stain'cause in third world countries there were only two lanesLeft his lover waiting in the pouring rainThere wasn't any law and there wasn't any orderCouldn't find a pay phone that didn't take quartersCouldn't find a way to cross the goddamn borderHe could slip under the fence if he was just a little shorterAnd if you're gonna leave then you better move quicklyIf you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my earMy heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sicklyGotta find a way to get the hell outa hereHe tried to find the embassy to plead his causeHe was lost like dorothy in the wizard of ozHe was a dictator target getting lots of applauseHad a big white beard like santa clausPut some drugs in his pocket it was all blackmailThey took away his passport and threw him in jailTried to call his parents but to no availCouldn't find anybody to pay his bailAnd if you're gonna leave then you better move quicklyIf you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my earMy heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sicklyGotta find a way to get the hell outa hereThere was a warden in the jail that was so sadisticRuled the prison with force, he was militaristicMade soup out of the prisoners he was canabalisticJohnny knew that if he stayed it would be fatalisticThe warden summoned johnny to his quarters that nightThey took him to the kitchen and they bound him real tightJohnny knew where he was heading and he knew his plightThey thumped him in the head and then they said, goodnightAnd if you're gonna leave then you better move quicklyIf you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my earMy heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sicklyGotta find a way to get the hell outa hereWell they took off all his clothes and they shaved his stubbleThey threw him in the pot and then he started to bubbleJohnny's girl got word that he was in some troubleShe headed 'cross the border right on the doubleShe got word from the police he was in the hen coupShe did the bureaucrat and shuffled with the hoola hoopThe warden told her, johnny got shot by the steam troopsHe said, I'm sorry, honey, have another bowl of soupAnd if you're gonna leave then you better move quicklyIf you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my earMy heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sicklyGotta find a way to get the hell outa hereGotta find a way to get the hell outa hereNever find a way to get the hell outa here