Joey is slumped, the flies are turning
The evening breath loves how it twists the mouth
There are three deserts to cross yet
And a hanging to succeed first

What a strange thought for Joey

(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)

Were you sleeping, Joey, or were you awake?
Do you think to leave life without going away?
If your body swings, will you see further?
Or is it a trance, that you need?

What a strange thought for Joey

(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh-oh)

Murder his brother
Invade Asia
Save the human race
Serve a mezcal
Oh, forget his name, Joey

Joey has crossed all the undergrounds
The nymphs and madness slipped under his loins
Will he come back there, in the body of a cat?
Would it be for tonight or would it be for another?
Would it be for tonight or would it be for another time?

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