Johnny Come Lately - Catatonia

I’m sorry you couldn’t make it You could have seen him, so weathered and dated

And I know that you would hate him

If you’d seen his botanical leanings

First prize exhibit and all down to good spirit

He was a Johnny Come Lately

And I know that you would hate me If I envied the things that he spoke of How I envied the things that he thought of He was a Johnny Come Lately

And I know that you would hate me If I told you that I made some time and stayed behind

To find out how to make a garden grow

But he never ever gave away the secret of this godforsaken soil

He didn’t need us, just tempted us and teased us You could have been here, wishing you were here

He was a Johnny Come Lately

And I know that you would hate me He was a Johnny Come Lately

And I know that you would hate me If I told you that I made some time and stayed behind

To find out how to make a garden grow

Where the sun no longer shines

He assured me that the seeds you sold were sound

But I must have cast them all on stony ground

And now the sun won’t shine

I must have asked too many questions

And stayed behind to find out how to make a garden grow

But he never gave away the secret of this godforsaken soil