The Cult - Joy

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Yeah, I poisoned myself

But I survived the thrill of life

I altered my state of mind

So I could fly



Yeah, traveled beyond my pedestrian ties

My innocence, yeah and those sweet lies

I rode in that car as far as

It would take me, take me



I don't need no gun

I walk into the sun

Find what's going on

Find what's going down



I don't need no gun

I walk into your fun

Fun into the sun

Find what's going on



Your velvet tear rolled down my back

Your arms wrapped tight around me

I felt so good knowing

That you could let go with me, yeah



I don't need no gun

I walk into your sun

Find what's going on

Find what's going down



I don't need no gun

I walk into your fun

I don't need the sun

To find what's going on



Crazy, hippie girl

Soft lips make me swirl

More than I can feel

Mystery to me

Yeah, hey, yeah

Joy d'vivre, yeah



Mysterious life

What do you hold for us in your cloak?

I begin to shake

Your horses, they are frightening me, well



I don't need no gun

I walk into your sun

Find what's going on

Find what's going down



I don't need no gun

I walk into your fun

I don't need the sun

To find what's going on



Crazy, hippie girl

Soft lips make me swirl

More than I can feel

A mystery to me



Had my child son

I'm a young king now

Hey, mysterious life

Holy criticized

Yeah, hey, yeah

Yeah, hey, yeah



Joy d'vivre

Joy d'vivre

Joy d'vivre

Joy d'vivre



Joy d'vivre

Joy d'vivre

Joy d'vivre

Joy d'vivre

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