Andre Johray — Rumer

We all have friends possessed Johray is the light of healing Clear white light of Johray will burn away the evil possession And the ether around us A friend with a ?street? in his head came to me and said Man I’m Andre, not a pence to my name I knew then his life was a shame For he could not handle even the brink of fame

Andre Johnray Highway child Look out Andre Here come Fame

No thy self my friend Fame don’t ever end And every light is a lie that you told to a friend

Now you’re naked and old From the flesh to the bone

Oh how life can change A poor man with money won’t stay quite the same Now that your named And stripped of your pride Lookout Andre Please don’t take the ride

Will we ever run free From those worldly wantings Suddenly I’m hungry and hunting

Will he ever run free From those blood thirsty wantings That sends the unhungry hunting The streets of shame and pride

Look out Andre Please don’t take the ride Ride

Andre Johnray Highway child