Well the city supplied a public defender
But the judge was mean John Brown
He came into the courthouse
And stared poor Johnny down
Said, "The evidence is clear
Gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year
We'll call it even Johnny 99"
A sad tale, I think you'll agree.
I have never seen him do it. Very, very rare. However, pretty much every night he will spontaneously grab some ugly little kid out of the crowd to join him for the chorus to Waiting on a Sunny Day, a song so dull and generic it could be played at a wedding.
Thankfully, and not by accident, I am usually so pissed by this point that it barely registers.