Just like that, a legend retires
313 Test wickets
Mitch Johnson delivered fire
Now that fire's extinct

The vigour
A moustache
Bowling to the left
And to the right

Easily disliked
Like David Warner
Easily feared
Like no other

No other bowler is like Johnson
Not now, not how it used to be
Too many seamers
He made me a believer

Raw pace and aggro
Akhtar, Lee
Shaun Tait and those from the West Indies
Who's next?

Johnson held it down
For the rampant raging renegades
Taking wickets with pace
Express pace

Cricket needs pace, express pace
There's nothing quite like it
Charging in, forcing wickets
That was Johnson's domain

We now seek that type of bowler
To push the boundaries
Bringing in crowds, sending batsmen packing
A bowler who yearns to bowl fast