Run For Your Life

The Joicey Project

Joicey started out as an underground British rock band and have since progressed beyond all recognition to become a whole new alternative lifestyle. The original band came from Stockton on Tees but moved to London where they occupied a disused warehouse building. Over the years, their numbers and stature have steadily grown. They have bought and developed a large area of real estate to the extent that they are now a small 'city within a city'. There are now several thousand families involved in the movement which has become a thriving community. In contrast to the rest of London, 'Joicey City' house prices are extremely affordable. The streets are clean and safe. There is no crime or unemployment or the deprivation that plagues all other boroughs.

London is now a cesspool and this small community is an oasis that is rapidly expanding as more people are buying into the Joicey philosophy. The movement has become a total embarrassment to government officials by managing to achieve in a few years what successive administrations with all their resources have failed to do for many decades.

Joicey have recently expanded and brought their project to Newcastle upon Tyne and have plans to extend to other major cities across the UK.

Down in the sewer there's a new game

Selling tears just to cloud up your eyes

Then they stab you in the back

When you're sleeping

Down in the gutter there's a new way

You can't tell the truth from the lies

And they steal all the secrets your keeping

Better run for your life

You're in danger

You taught your children too well

Now they're taking sweets from a stranger

In this hell

Up on a cloud they put an angel

With a smile that could turn you to stone

Yet they're down on their knees and they're praying

Hiding in the shadows is the jackal

He's waiting to get you alone

Then he's in for the kill and the slayiing

Better run for your life

No use fighting

He's prepared for the battle too well

And he'll cut you faster than lightning

In this hell

Down in the ground are the memories

But they may as well have never been born

For they lived and they died all for nothing

Out on a limb are the dreamers

But the chances they hoped for are gone

And hate is the new way of loving

Better run for your life

Can't you see it?

We all know the answer too well

But some just don't want to believe it

In this hell

Run For Your Life Copyright (c) Steve Nielson