joey primal and shirley scream
had a wild and crazy dream
the system tried to put them down
so they decided to blow this crummy town
before they had gone twenty miles
they realized they were out of style
the highway was a table top
no wanderers waved at them no stop
ice crept into joey’s soul
he began to qualify his goal
and question the story and his role
and finally the highway patrol -
shirley looked straight ahead
her head was bald, her lipstick red
the highway patrolman’s name was fred
his smile was green, and he was dead
fred asked for joey’s i d
but all joey wanted was to be free
fred perused the i d casually
because the world has no more mystery
fred cut them some slack
and assured them he had their back
and waved then on their way
there was nothing more to say
joeys and shirleys walk the earth
most of them are cursed from birth
putting one foot in front of another
that’s all, brother
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