Ode To Joyce Songtext / Lyric

Hey Joyce

Rock and Roll never gave you a voice

It's never given you so much as a lament

So I went to the store

And I bought a guitar

To bestow this accolade on you

Just you

Not Sally, Carrie Anne or Peggy Sue

I'm going to spend my next half day with a girl called Joyce

Going to possibly stop at Tebay with a girl called Joyce






Hey Joyce

I know you're not as far out as Ronnie Boyce

And I am aware that you've got a few quirks

But it hurts when I hear

All the songs to Maria

When we haven't really done with J

Or K

Much to my dismay

When the bad gets worse I turn to a girl called Joyce

Gonna lose myself in the thrall of a girl called Joyce



Slower ball…

Paris Fashion week caught me off guard

I was busy with trellising the yard



In a spring-less cart

On a sun-less day

As the laudanum shortage dawns

Two fauns

Lead me through the glade

Where the gods have dumped Diana for a girl called Joyce

And displayed on high is a banner in support of Joyce

And the brook runs crystal clear

And the brook runs crystal clear

And the brook runs crystal clear

And the wind cries Joyce