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Fairy tales no more
Dr. JoeyI could'a sung this song for Sue. But little Sue had a whole bunch to do. Left the station early in the morning, her heart froze without a warning, poor Sue. She took a little pick up for the track. Never knew she wasn't coming back. Doctor Joey said it'd be okay, but that little pill just blew, Sue away. They are Doctor Joey's psychedelic highways. Doctor Joey takes five or six a day. Mix them up in the kitchen sink, he's got it right he thinks, yeah they're okay. Doctor Joey stayed up late last time. Mixing up highways for his mind. Seems his design wasn't quite so fine, 'cause Doctor Joey took his last highway, around nine! Doctor Joey took his last highway around nine. Seems his design wasn't quite so fine...... Something about the truth can't run and hide. Something about it leaks out from inside. I know it's all been said before, but Doctor Joey and Sue, they don't come 'round here no more.................
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Writers write, Players play, Dreamers dream and Sayers say. Seers see and Signers sing, pick your poison, what's your thing?
copyright 2008 David D. Vande Velde