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No no no
Joey donât go
Hey hey hey
Donât take Joey away
Well I heard it on the TV
So I know it must be true
But I still canât quite believe it
âCause thereâs some things you canât do
You can lead a horse to water
But you canât get blood from a stone
And you can lead sheep to the slaughter
But you canât kill Joey Ramone
No no no
Joey donât go
Hey hey hey
Donât take Joey away
Well you can burn your leather jacket
Take the headphones off your head
And you can throw away your records
âCause rock and roll is dead
You can pawn your Stratocaster
Sell your microphone
Weâre headed for disaster
âCause you canât kill Joey Ramone
No no no
Joey donât go
Hey hey hey
Donât take Joey away
Too cool to live
Too tough to die
So much to give
No time to try
No no no
Joey donât go
Hey hey hey
Donât take Joey away
Well now somewhere on the Bowery
Thereâs a gathering of drunks
With a bottle in a brown bag
But not for all the punks
âCause down at CBGBs
Everybody drinks alone
But save your prayers for DeeDee
âCause you canât kill Joey Ramone
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