Текст: Joe Jackson. Blaze of Glory.

Johnny was a young boy with nothing much
Except a certain kind of look in his eye
He was discovered one day, you see he had
A certain kind of appeal for a certain kind of guy

Who gave him some advice on what to wear
And sent him out to make the young girls cry
And all the young boys who'd been just dumb and restless
Now, they could identify

So, tell me who'll take the blame
For the way things turned out, hey

Well, six long months passed
And Johnny was the biggest thing alive
We loved Johnny and we owned Johnny
But no one knew how Johnny felt inside

But Johnny was so beautiful, he was like a God
We all went along for the ride
And the ride started to go too fast
And Johnny just conveniently died

And he went up in flames
He did what he had to do

And they say it's a tragic story
He just wasn't there one day
But he went out in a blaze of glory
And you and I, you and I just fade away

Well, nowadays there's lots of guys like Johnny
They got it all worked out like working nine to five
But they're all just cartoons, they all think they're Superman
But they can't even fly

And they say that Johnny's ghost walks 'round in Memphis
When the moon is full and high
And I wonder if he sees these jokers
And I wonder if he laughs or if he cries

Now, he's an angel in flames
But what about you and me?

Well, they say it's a tragic story
He just wasn't there one day
But he went out in a blaze of glory
And you and I, you and I just fade away

Well, they say it's a tragic story
He just wasn't there one day
But he went out in a blaze of glory
And you and I, you and I just fade away, hey ,hey

You and I just fade away
You and I just fade away, just fade away