the dyed black hair, gangly limbs, dancing adam’s apple as snotty odes to teenage rebellion are spit over the distorted guitars and screaming kids in tattered clothes
denim jacket and worn out chucks, identical bowl cuts, four chords and catchy hooks
you told me judy is a runt in a way that i knew her and jackie as they headed to berlin to join the ice capades
we sniffed glue in an effort to be sedated while the others spent the summer at rockaway beach
19 years ago you left us, adios amigos and away to the dive bar in the sky and i still get choked up when i hear you sing what a wonderful world
if there is ever a mount rushmore of punk icons, you will be dead center with a goofy grin and sunglasses
god bless your sorrowful soul, joey ramone, and damn her for taking you so soon
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Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go
They’re goin’ through a tight one
The kids are losin’ their minds
They’re pilin’ in the back seat
They generate steam heat
Pulsatin’ to the back beat
Hey ho, let’s go
What they want? I don’t know
They’re all reaved up and ready to go
They’re formin’ in a straight line
The kids are losin’ their minds
They’re pilin’ in the back seat
They generate steam heat
Pulsatin’ to the back beat
Hey ho, let’s go
What they want? I don’t know
They’re all revved up and ready to go
They’re formin’ in a straight line
The kids are losin’ their minds
They’re pilin’ in the back seat
They generate steam heat
Pulsatin’ to the back beat
Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go –
Blitzkrieg Bop by the Ramones
What the Puppeteer said! I thought the same thing, actually.
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I just read Me, You, and Joey Ramone at the End of the World in The Poets Symphony. Ties in nicely to this. Well done!
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thank you. truly
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