Joey's on the phone
Mama what the hell is that on the lawn
Of course you didn't know
It's not for you she said it's for God
And who are you to mock
How your father knows the ways of the world
With the funny way you talk
Yeah we noticed that you hit like a girl
Joey don't come around
From a son to a face in the crowd
Yeah you'd sure make a good human bomb
And we all talk about the weather
All of us together
Wrote it in a letter
You should do yourself a favor and jump
He ain't no son of ours
Just because
He ain't no son of ours
Brother's at loss
Yeah he doesn't even know where to start
That little Cassanova
Says yeah my girlfrind she's so fucking hot
While Sunday's minister says
You sully a good name with your flaws
Tittle tattle tales
Trading your emotional scars
Joey don't come around
From a son to a face in the crowd
Yeah you'd sure make a good human bomb
And we all talk about the weather
All of us together
Wrote it in a letter
You should do yourself a favor and jump
He ain't no son of ours
Just because
He ain't no son of ours
Joey don't come around
From a son to a face in the crowd
Yeah you'd sure make a good human bomb
And we all talk about the weather
All of us together
Wrote it in a letter
You should do yourself a favor and jump
He ain't no son of ours
Just because
He ain't no son of ours
Just because
He ain't no son of ours
Just because
He ain't no son of ours
Just because