Way back when I was just 17
I saw Johnny Rebel in those painted on jeans
I picked him up in my '57 Chevy
We drove to the park, we drove to the levy
We got kinda hot, we got kinda heavy
We had enough room, yeah we had enough vroom
But when he left me that night
He was headed straight for his doom

He took the red line, red line of death
And when I got the news it stole my breath
Red line, red line of death
And if you think I'm gonna join him you're on crystal meth
Red line, red line of death

Well at first I was kinda sad
And yeah I sorta miss him
But what I'm supposed be Juliette?
All I did was freaking kiss him
Really, really, though, he's no Romeo
He barely even knew me though
My bad he used his multipass
But I didn't make that stupid fucking train crash

He took the red line, red line of death
And I can still hear the crash of the glass
Red line, red line of death
And if you think I'm gonna join him you can kiss my ass
Red line, red line of death

Well, Johnny I'm really sorry
That your death was so gross and gory
But hey I'm not depressed
Even though you could really, really kiss
You looked great in your leather jacket
But now you're flat as a pancake
I'll probably miss your lips a bit
But somehow I'll learn to live with it

Red line, red line of death
No time for dying today
Red line, red line of death
I'm never gonna die, no not that way

Red line, red line of death
And when I got the news it stole my breath
Red line, red line of death
And if you think I'm gonna join him you're on crystal meth

Red line, red line of death
And I can still hear the crash of the glass
Red line, red line of death
And if you think I'm gonna join him you can kiss my ass

Red line, red line of death
Red line, red line of death
Red line, red line of death
Red line, red line of death
Red line, red line of death