Joanna Lyrics

Some people worship rock stars
Others worship gods
Some people worship the work that they do
And passers-by look in and give them nods

Some people make paintings
Others make their own clothes
Some people keep on making the same mistakes
I guess I'm one of those

Oh, Oh Joanna
Oh, Oh Joanna

Some people like dancing
Others like their drugs
Some people walk around searching for magazines
For their beautiful mugs

Me, I'm walking backwards
Me, I'm in a maze
Me, I keep on thinking
This is only just a phase
But it never ends and...

Oh, Oh Joanna
Oh, Oh Joanna
Sweet, Sweet Joanna
Oh, Oh Joanna

I remember London
Or Prospect Park pushing you on tire swings
I remember Coney Island
I remember everything

Oh, Oh Joanna
Oh, Oh Joanna

Heaven's in your arms, babe
Heaven's your front door
Heaven's all those naps
In the afternoon
In your bedroom on the mattress on the floor

Hell is when I hurt you
Hell is the time with the knife
Hell is what I'll go through
For the rest of my short life
And you're moving on and...

Oh, Oh Joanna
Oh, Oh Joanna