Hey Joe
 作词 : Jack Antonoff
 作曲 : Jack Antonoff
 Baby town dreaming on the Fourth of July
 Touching herself to the stars in the sky
 The stars in the sky made her blind, hey, what a riot
 And father's father called him "big man" when he missed
 It's that '50s kinda shit that trickles down to the kids
 So we tried giving peace a chance, but didn't know what it is

 And now we're patiently awaiting for some light to come in
 To shake the living hell out of what we became
 We're frightened of the old, and we're tired of the young
 Guess the one-trick ponies got us singin' along, "Hey Joe!"

 One, two
 One, two, three, four
 Some thoughts about the Ken Burns Vietnam doc
 From Pete Hunting in the delta to the last one to drop
 To my father and his friends at the Ho Chi Minh Trail gift shop
 They're crying, "So long, Bobby" on the jersey sheets
 Scared to get behind anything they believe
 'Cause they blew the revolution in their 30s, tryna plant some seeds

 And yeah, they're patiently awaiting for some light to come in
 To shake the living hell out of what it became
 They're frightened of the state but too tired to run
 Guess these one-trick ponies got us singin' along, "Hey Joe!"

 One, two
 One, two, three, four
 Hey Joe, what do you know?
 We're off the bridge, and we're out of control
 Oh, hey Joe, what is it called? That's right
 "Giving up a piece of you to let go"
 Hey Joe, what do you know?
 We're off the bridge, all Marilyn Monroe
 Oh, hey Joe, what is called? That's right
 "Giving up a piece of you to let go"