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    Things-LosMuertosEdit

    By Joy Lynn Clark 11/3/2024 Since the lapsteel is out on lease, I decided to use the dulcimer version, special acknowledgement to Metallica who are famous for using this instrument. Things I love shiny bling. Jewels, gems, golden rings. We gon show em how we running this Take their chiefs chain and roll up in his whip Now the ground is thawed its spring Bet the old graves still have bling We gon show em how we running this Getting money insane now we  got a grip We need these things, slaves to these whips and chains We need these things, for the pain there is no cure We need…

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    A Cute House

    1/19/2023 By Joy Lynn Clark I realized that I really did look sick on my last post so, here is A Cute House with the artwork updated and my new logo that I came up with. (Since I decided on this new logo I am going to have to fix all of the artwork that I already did for this new record so I will post for new artwork and logos often). Also, I was going to change from Dazee Dizzle to Joy Lynn (which is my government name) but then I started getting my royalties for Dazee Dizzle so I have to change all of the Joy Lynn songs…

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    Dumb Dumbs

    By Joy Lynn Clark 8/13/2020 I made This song some months ago in quarantine. I was set up in my laundry room and it sucked. Nevertheless, it came out all right. I decided that I wanted to rock just a little bit harder, so here’s the new one.

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    Late Bloomer / Stuck In The Paper

    By Joy Lynn Clark 11/14/2016 I saw this rose today at Palmisano park. ​​Stuck In The Paper Stuck through it all Though I’m gonna fall Wishing I could catch myself Seems like the choices I pick Just keep on making me sick Everything seems bad for my health What the hell is wrong with me? Should I chalk it up to being crazy? I want everything but I just missed the plane And no one knows even if I explain Up a creek without a paddle Got no horse but I got a saddle Everywhere and you just can’t see me And someone else might just be me Its complicated…