• Joey, a little boy
    That lived with his daddy.
    Poor little boy,
    He was hit so badly.

    One day his mom kissed him good-bye
    She walked out the door
    And committed suicide.

    Little Joey was left alone
    His father came home one night
    And was stoned
    He asked him, “Why are you so frightened? I don't bite.”

    As he walked forward to give him a high-five,
    "Sike!"-
    He slammed him against the wall and
    Shattered his thigh.
    He bawled all night, waiting for the next fight.

    Joey, a little boy
    That lived with his daddy.
    Poor little boy,
    He was hit so badly.

    He awakened to the pain- that will never change.
    There was a sharp feeling in his chest
    That got the very best.

    Joey, a little boy
    That lived with his daddy.
    Poor little boy,
    He was hit so badly.

    Joey laid there, sprawled on the floor.
    His father dragged him out the door.
    He yelled "daddy, please, no more.”

    Joey dreamed of someone rescuing him from this mess
    Joey would plea night after night,
    “Please, why can't I rest.”
    When someone had some sense.
    Daddy had been taken away by the CPS.

    Help little kids
    If you feel they're petty
    But why not knock some sense
    In the haters
    Who make inocent kids cry.

    Why not just dial 911
    Its just a phone call.
    Make the call for those too scared to fall.

    Joey, a little boy
    That lived with his daddy.
    Poor little boy,
    He was hit so badly.

    So now you know how a little boy, lives with an abusive daddy.
    And you can help little kids, like Joey
    Be free from this kind of tragedy. . .