Joey Ramone - Wisdom In Chains

When I think of the beginning, he was singing how to pay for memory.

Half forgotten, half remembered, always cherished because I paid for memories.

I was walking in the moonlight, he was with me when I paid for memories.

13, laying in my bed, covers pulled up over my head.

Joey Ramone rocking in my head.

Uh oh, I’m already loco.

13, with a bad bad brain.

A lost boy in Pennsylvania.

Joey sang so sweet to me.

Uh oh, I’m already loco.

There’s a danger when you pay for memories.

It’s a long way back when you pay for memories.

Gabba gabba hey!

Gabba gabba ho!

I met him once at a punk rock show.

He shook my hand and he shook my soul.

Uh oh, I’m already loco.

Too tough to die but when I leave, sprinkle my ashes on Rockaway Beach

Life’s a gas, at least for me.

Uh oh, I’m already loco.

Here today, gone tomorrow?

Why not make a memory?

Here today, gone tomorrow?

Why not pay for some memories?