Johnny B Goode

Paul(?): We'll play Johnny B. Goode; he'll sing Through My Eyes.

Paul(?): Tell John. Tell him. 

Johnny: What? 

Paul(?): Tell him. (???) 

Other Voice: They wanna play Johnny B. Goode while you sing
Through My Eyes. 

Johnny: God! Awright, then. 

Paul(?): Ready? Go! 

Johnny:
If you could see... oh God, fuck off... 
Ayanlouisiannayaya New Orleans 
Awasabadababyanalittle key 
Ayainanananananana Johnny B. Goode 
Agogogogogogo Johnny B. Goode 
Agogo, go Johnny, gogogogogo 
I don't know the words! 
Gogogogogogogogogogogyogyuh 
Ayayayayastrah yayastrahyayaya 
Ayayayayastrah andabanayaya 
I wannawannabay, yayayaya 
Let's gogo, ago Johnny gogogogo 
Agogo, go go go go gogogogogogogogogogogogogogo 
Go, Johnny, go, go 
Go! Johnny B. Goode 
Ayayayayayayayayayayayagwuah 
Oh, fuck, it's awful! 
Hate songs like that! 
The pits! 
Eeeeeeyayayayay eeeee! 
Eeyeah! 
Brrrrrah! 
Brrrrrayayayayay! 
Uah! 
'ey, I know, oi, oi, Steve -- Roadrunner! 
Roadrunner! 
Roadrun...! 
Should we do roadrunner? 
'ey, that's fuckin' awful -- stop it. 
Stop it; it's fuckin' awful! 
Aaah! Torture. 
Duh ug duh duh duh duh mah eyah 
I donno the words! 
I donno'ow it starts; I've forgotten it! 
Hold on; stop the segment. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. 
Check out what how it starts. What's the first line? 

Paul: One, two, three, four, five, six! 

Johnny: Alright, can you start at the beginning, then? 

Paul: Roadrunner, roadrunner, (???) 

Johnny: I can't hear you, Paul. 

Paul: Roadrunner, roadrunner, go... 

Johnny: 
Going faster miles an hour 
Euhlalalalala 
Awith the radio on 
Aroadrunner, roadrunner 
Aeuhmuh faster miles an hour 
Oh, God, I don't know it... 
I drove past the Stop 'n' Shop 
And I wah by the Stop 'n' Shop 
An' I flarala wahbah Stop Shop 
Have the radio on 
Have touch with the modern world 
I fell in love with the modern world 
Fell in love with (???) 
Have the radio on 
Roadrunner, roadrunner 
Agoin' faster miles an hour 
Felt in touch with with modern world 
In love with the modern world 
Alright, here we go now 
Goin' twenty-eight watta power 
It's all cold here in the dark 
Fifty thousand watts of power 
Agoin' faster miles an hour 
Awith the radio on 
Roadrunner, roadrunner 
Oh, God, I don't know it 
It's fuckin' ridiculous 
Wish I had the words... 
Roadrunner, roadrunner 
Agoin' faster miles an hour 
I felt in touch with the modern world 
I fell in love with the modern world 
Rockin' modern lover, modern sound, ana mosaround 
Modern rockin' runner around, mosaround rockin' modern runner
in touch 
An' a radio on 
I got radio on 
Aroadrunner, roadrunner 
Oh yeah er ah ee ah eh uh 
Do we know any other fuckin' Beatles songs? 
'Ey? Brrrrrrr! 
'Ey? Do we know an... 
'Ey? Do we know any other fucking songs that we can do? 
Do we know any other songs that we can do? I can't think of any.