[Verse 1]
Johnny got home and he went to bed
Johnny went on to do Melbourne med
Johnny got rich being a doctor
Then he died after a happy but boring existence

[Chorus]
Stay home
Home, Johnny, home, stay home
Home, Johnny, home, stay home
Home, Johnny, home, stay home
Johnny to be or not to be good

[Verse 2]
Well, no-one knew Johnny and he didn't care...

[The lyrics are continued in the TISM Guide to Little Aesthetics]

. . .When on the bottom storey he climbed the stair
Johnny didn't get very far
Most of all he hated guitar

Johnny's mum took drugs and alcohol
Johnny's mates knew she was a moll
She told Johnny to be a rock roll star
He said 'No way, I'm staying right where I are'