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lyrics

Joy looks down
At the milk on the ground
Like the rest of this junk
She knows I won’t clean it up

I’ll be sitting around
Gene Autry’s voice will be the only sound
Coming from some ancient cassette
From God knows when

Joy picks her book up off the floor
Blows me a kiss
And walks to the door

Joy I’m no clown
And I can hear how you pray
In hush hush tones
To keep the Devil at bay

I’ve got a bottle and a frown
And if you leave again today
I’m turning one upside-down
And the other one will stay

You remind me of my dad
A little less smart perhaps
But a lot less sad

Joy still rides her bicycle
With rusty wheels and broken spokes
As if there’s someone out there worth talking to
When Joy is gone I might as well
Let this whole place go to hell
Her little book no longer gets me through
‘Cause not a word of it was true

Joy knew no bounds
When she came home to stay
It was a beautiful day
But I said things that I can’t unsay

Then word came down
That it was time to evacuate
But we stood our ground
In this evacuated state

There’s no more cars on the road
But Joy still takes the bike path
Everywhere she goes

Joy still rides her bicycle
With rusty wheels and broken spokes
As if there’s someone out there worth talking to
When Joy is gone I might as well
Let this whole place go to hell
Her little book no longer gets me through
‘Cause not a word of it was true

Joy still rides her bicycle
With rusty wheels and broken spokes
As if there’s someone out there worth talking to
When Joy is gone I might as well
Let this whole place burn in hell
Her little book no longer gets me through
‘Cause not a word of it was true

Joy looks down at the milk on the ground
And she starts to laugh

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from We Have The Technology, released November 24, 2018

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Protest Kids Missoula, montana

Former members of Secret Powers and Oblio Joes.

Origin story here: www.facebook.com/protestkids/posts/1472024756151353

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