Song Of Joy Lyrics

Song Of Joy lyrics

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 Song Of Joy



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 Have mercy on me, sir



 Allow me to impose on you



 I have no place to stay



 And my bones are cold right through



 I will tell you a story



 Of a man and his family



 And I swear that it is true 



 



 Ten years ago I met a girl named Joy



 She was a sweet and happy thing



 Her eyes were bright blue jewels



 And we were married in the spring



 I had no idea what happiness and little love could bring



 Or what life had in store



 But all things move toward their end



 All things move toward their their end



 On that you can be sure 



 



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 Then one morning I awoke to find her weeping



 And for many days to follow



 She grew so sad and lonely



 Became Joy in name only



 Within her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow



 And a dark and grim force set sail



 * Farewell happy fields *



 * Where joy forever dwells *



 * Hail horrors hail * 



 



 Was it an act of contrition or some awful premonition



 As if she saw into the heart of her final blood-soaked night



 Those lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen knife



 Ah, I see sir, that I have your attention!



 Well, could it be?



 How often I've asked that question



 Well, then in quick succession



 We had babies, one, two, three 



 



 We called them Hilda, Hattie and Holly



 They were their mother's children



 Their eyes were bright blue jewels



 And they were quiet as a mouse



 There was no laughter in the house



 No, not from Hilda, Hattie or Holly



 "No wonder", people said, "poor mother Joy's so melancholy"



 Well, one night there came a visitor to our little home



 I was visiting a sick friend



 I was a doctor then



 Joy and the girls were on their own 



 



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 Joy had been bound with electrical tape



 In her mouth a gag



 She'd been stabbed repeatedly



 And stuffed into a sleeping bag



 In their very cots my girls were robbed of their lives



 Method of murder much the same as my wife's



 Method of murder much the same as my wife's



 It was midnight when I arrived home



 Said to the police on the telephone



 Someone's taken four innocent lives 



 



 They never caught the man



 He's still on the loose



 It seems he has done many many more



 Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's blood



 The police are investigating at tremendous cost



 In my house he wrote * "his red right hand" *



 That, I'm told is from Paradise Lost



 The wind round here gets wicked cold



 But my story is nearly told



 I fear the morning will bring quite a frost 



 



 And so I've left my home



 I drift from land to land



 I am upon your step and you are a family man



 Outside the vultures wheel



 The wolves howl, the serpents hiss



 And to extend this small favour, friend



 Would be the sum of earthly bliss



 Do you reckon me a friend?



 * The sun to me is dark *



 * And silent as the moon *



 Do you, sir, have a room?



 Are you beckoning me in? 



 



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 La la la la la la la la la la 



 



 Note: Lines between asterisks by John Milton