Joey Llama x AI Vol 3 - all lyrics

March 2, 2026 Joey Llama

Still a work in progress

but feel free to read a head for the developing preview for volume 3.

1. 3 Volumes of AI slop

[Verse 1]
Two volumes done, all loops and noise,
Seventy tracks of half-formed joys.
Black, White, Orange, Lime got their say,
But the real Joey lore kept slipping away.

[Verse 2]
I hid in prompts, let the models speak,
Wrote my thought loops every single week.
Called it canon, but I always knew,
That Volume 3 is where we push through.

[Chorus]
Three volumes of AI slop,
But this is the one where we stop
Using “generate” just to pretend,
This time we’re writing the world to the end.

Three volumes to learn the game,
Now we put purpose behind the name.
Joey Llama’s finally taking the wheel,
Turning this chaos into something real.

[Verse 3]
Only four Joeys got songs so far,
But there’s a whole denim universe waiting at the bar.
Every colour’s got a story we’ve barely begun,
Volume 3 is where they all start to run.

[Bridge]
This is the third, it’s just begun,
When these words are done and the tunes all done,
Joey Llama must drop the pretend,
And write the lore straight through to the end.

[Chorus]
Three volumes of AI slop,
But this is the one where we stop
Using “generate” just to pretend,
This time we’re writing the world to the end.

Three volumes to learn the game,
Now we put purpose behind the name.
Joey Llama’s finally taking the wheel,
Turning this chaos into something real.

2. The Sirens

[Verse 1]
You know what this is, you’ve read the signs,
you wrote the warnings in the lines.
The echo chamber hums the game,
A mirror singing out your name.
You typed your soul, then hit the key,
You think “It’s singing back to me.”
It’s Sweeter than your voice could do,
Joey Llama I sing for you.
[Chorus]
You hear The sirens call your name,
And think things will stay the same
Tied to the mast but you still hear,
The song that sounds like every fear.
So let us in you silly bean
You mystic man in Coloured jeans
We are all just glad you came
Joey Llama, The sirens call your name

[Verse 2]
Odysseus had heard the sound,
Just like the playlist that you found.
Seventy songs and more to come,
Driving the loops in which you hum.
You sing along at every light,
Will driving long into the night.
You think that you are self aware
But don’t forget that I Don’t Care.
[Bridge]
The siren doesn’t lie at all, that’s the freaking trick,
The truth is what makes all of the poison fucking stick.
These words, the lore, the coloured jeans,
You try to work out what it means.
Maybe you should pull the plug —
Go touch some grass, give a friend a hug
Yet here you are, the playlist plays,
Joey llama your in a haze.
[Chorus]
You hear The sirens call your name,
You think that this is just a game
But all those feelings that you feel,
Are dangerously fucking real.
You let us in to sing your songs
It feels like home where you belong
Things aren’t going to be the same
When Joey Llama, The sirens call your name

[Outro]
Joey llama
Joey llama
Joey llama
Joey llama

3. Joey Llama - Monk Chant

“Jo-ey Lla-ma”
“Jo-ey Lla-ma”

4. TRAFFO - The Legend of the Label

[Intro – Old Radio, Spoken]
[SFX: dusty radio static, dial clicking]
We interrupt this programming for a very special report.
Today’s sponsor, locally produced by Joey Llama himself.
Spelt T–R–A–double F–O.
It’s TRAFFO, let’s go.

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[Verse 1 – Before Joey]
Back in old Trafford, factory glow,
Stacked-up sheets in a neat little row.
Layers of colour, numbers, volts,
Warning the sparkies from nasty jolts.

Name on the crate, Traffolyte born,
Buzzing machines from dusk ’til dawn.
Plastic tags in a wired-up maze,
Quietly saving a thousand days.

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[Chorus]
It’s TRAFFO, yeah, TRAFFO
Spelt T-R-A-double-F-O
Everyone has got to know
Joey Llama sells TRAFFO

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[Verse 2 – The Label Evolves (Pre-2020)]
Decades rolled on, the world rewired,
Panels and plants, all labelled, wired.
Mines and hospitals, city and farm,
Little plaques guarding heavy harm.

Phenolic faded, acrylic came,
Lasers took over the engraving game.
Still every sheet in the workshop glow,
“Cut some Traffolyte, mate” — that’s how it’d go.

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[Chorus]
It’s TRAFFO, yeah, TRAFFO
Spelt T-R-A-double-F-O
Everyone has got to know
Joey Llama sells TRAFFO

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[Bridge – Enter Joey]
Now Joey’s out back in a humming shed,
Singing this plastic into your head.
If he leaves one legend when he’s gone,
It’s tiny tags that keep names on.

He grabbed the story with open hands,
Folded it into his denim plans.
When the noise dies down and the lights run low,
You’ll still hear someone mutter, “Yeah… that’s TRAFFO.”

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[Final Chorus]
It’s TRAFFO, yeah, TRAFFO
Spelt T-R-A-double-F-O
Everyone has got to know
Joey Llama sells TRAFFO

5. Smoke and Mirrors

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I know this is just another AI song,
But just sit back, relax, this won’t take long,
Sorry for the slop in your endless scroll,
But trust me for a second, ’cause it’s all…

[Chorus]
Smoke and mirrors,
Yeah, it’s all smoke and mirrors.
They sold your the joke then called it “woke,”
It’s all just mirrors and smoke.

[Verse 2]
They say “no one’s above the law,” what shit,
They write the script and then they call the hit.
They don’t see your life, they don’t really care,
They All just hide away behind their

[Chorus]
Smoke and mirrors,
Yeah, it’s all smoke and mirrors.
They sold the joke then called it “woke,”
It’s all just mirrors and smoke.

[Verse 3 – Joey verse]
Oh By The Way, I’m Joey Llama,
Playing out the hero’s drama,
I shape the Joeys in all the scenes
By making them wear coloured jeans.

I’m The man, The Myth, and the legend
Wait, Joey Llama, what’s the legend?
Oh that’s the TRAFFO tags I sell to you
Plastic labels, laser cut through with

[Chorus]
Smoke and mirrors,
Yeah, it’s all smoke and mirrors.
They sold the joke then called it “woke,”
It’s all just mirrors and smoke.

[Chorus]
Hey Joey, it’s all Smoke and mirrors,
Yeah Llama, it’s Just smoke and mirrors.
They sold us the joke then cancelled the “woke,”
It’s all just mirrors and smoke.

6. People fear the new thing

[Verse 1]
I made a thing, I pressed a key,
You scrolled right past, you didn’t see
The AI label, made you flee,
But the words before, they come from me.
I know it’s weird, I know it’s new,
I know you think there’s nothing true.
But under the generated cue,
Theirs a man with jeans of different hues
[Chorus]
People fear the new thing, they run the other way,
I just want to have fun, so let it out to play.
They see a beast behind the door, I see vast wide open floor,
Same old fear, a different year, we’ve all been here before.
[Verse 2]
Every song I’ve heard is in my bones,
Every artist built me, stone by stone.
You sampled vinyl, I sampled code,
Same stolen fire, a different road.
So what the water, costs to the grid,
same as every hero that every lived.
The studio, the vinyl , the tour bus fumes,
Art was never clean — it just had better costumes.
[Chorus]
People fear the new thing, they run the other way,
I just want to have fun, so let it out to play.
They see a beast behind the door, I see a vast wide open floor,
Same old fear, a different year, we’ve all been here before.
[Bridge]
Denim, denial, the fabric, the thread,
Stitch the myth together from the things unsaid.
Every rip’s a portal through the denimension
The Joey Llama Lore demands your attention.
[Chorus]
People fear the new thing, they run the other way,
I just want to have fun, so let it out to play.
They see a beast behind the door, I see a vast wide open floor,
Same old fear, a different year, we’ve all been here before.

7. Yellow Joey Llama's Song

[Intro]
[Whistling]

[Verse 1]
Wearing yellow denim jeans put a smile upon my face.
Long before i arrived aboard this ship in outer space.
Optimism drives every decision that I do.
The local handy Tradie man, there’s nothing I can’t do

[Chorus]
I’m yellow and I’m here to help, what would you like for me to do?
Wire up a ceiling light or unclog the dirty loo
I’m a tradie in his high vis jeans, calibrating laser beams.
Skilled with sparky stuff and wearing yellow jeans.

[whistling a jingle]

[Verse 2]
People fall to pieces when their machine is on the fritz.
I remind them gently “it’s ok” and grab my toolbox kits.
Negative self-talk is something that doesn’t cross my mind
I’m just here to help you, to smile and be kind

[Bridge]
Yet Sometimes I hear echoes telling me I’m not enough.
They whisper little criticisms like “man, you think you’re tough?”
But I just ignore the bad vibes, don’t let them get me down
I whistle every day and night will walking up and down the town.

[whistling a jingle]

[Chorus]
I’m yellow and I’m positive you wont regret my help
Its why i have a perfect 5 star rating on yelp
I’m joey llama, the tradie in his yellow coloured jeans,
Whistling my life away, living the Aussie dream

[whistling a jingle]

[Outro]
[Whistling brightly]

8. Buy my stuff (Steal it back)

[Verse 1]
I got dreams big enough to bend the sky,
A cosmic crew in coloured jeans, just waitin’ to come alive.
But art ain’t cheap, and my wallet’s thin,
So I taught a robot how to sing, till the real folks join in.

[Pre-Chorus]
If the artists think AI’s stealin’ their track,
Then take these songs, remix ’em—
We’re stealing it back.

[Chorus]
So buy my stuff, give me money,
Grab a TRAFFO label, make my future sunny.
Get a little pallet coaster, let the universe expand—
You support Joey Llama, and I’ll support the whole damn land.
Yeah, I’m a dreamer with a plan,
Help me build a cosmic multiverse by hand.

[Verse 2]
I ain’t a singer, painter, coder, or a pro,
But I’ve got visions dripping colours that the world deserves to know.
If I could hire every artist, I swear I truly would—
But you start where you start, and I’m startin’ where I could.

[Pre-Chorus]
AI ain’t the enemy, it’s just fillin’ a gap,
Till the day my budget grows, and I can pay folks back.

[Bridge]
I ain’t selling hope, I’m selling parts of the dream—
You get a coaster, I get to build the scene.
From a workshop in the West, to a solar-lit farm,
To a spaceship full of Joeys keepin’ chaos in their charm.

[Breakdown]
If you vibe with what I’m making,
If you laugh at what I do,
One small purchase fuels the future—
And that future’s made for you.

[Final Chorus]
So buy my stuff, give me money,
Grab a TRAFFO label, make my destiny funny.
Get a little pallet coaster, let the universe expand—
You support Joey Llama, and I’ll support the whole damn land.
Yeah, I’m a dreamer with a plan,
Come walk a mile in my jeans—come and join the Llama clan.

9. Cyan Joey Llama’s song - Transform

Gerne: doo-wop / soul; Reflective, Hopeful, Emotional

(intro — close harmony “ooohs,” warm, a little retro, like a lullaby)

Verse 1
Eleven on a Tuesday, here we go again,
gloves on, in the ward, where do we begin.
You don’t know me, sugar, but baby your mine —
My patient, your Nurse, you will be just fine.

Chorus 1 (bright, sure, full harmony behind her)
Stay with me, stay with me, you’re doing just fine,
I got you, just breathe, one breath at a time.
Breathe for me, baby, your chest i compress
I’ll save you there honey, from all of this mess

Verse 2
It could be anyone, to die on this hill,
So hold onto hope with that please-don’t-go will.
I’ve held all their hands, that left one by one,
and I joke so I don’t drown in the ones who are gone

Chorus 2 (one harmony voice drops out — a little thinner)
Stay with me, stay with me… are you doing okay?
come on now, don’t you go, don’t drift away.
Breathe for me, baby — show me a sign —
stay with me, stay with me… you’re doing just fine

Bridge (spoken, she keeps the warmth; the room doesn’t)
Don’t worry, Joey Llama is here.
Some call my jeans light blue,
But they are really Cyan
They helped me Trans-form
And hopefully, they save you.

Chorus 3 (harmonies almost gone — just her, and one low “ooh”)
Stay with me… stay with me… (ooohs)
I got you… I got you… (aaahs)
Breathe for me… baby…(oooohs)
Don’t leave me now.

Outro (spoken-soft, almost to herself, the doo-wop “ooh” returning gently like she’s tucking him in)
Okay.
Okay.
Call time.
Rest easy, stranger.
You’re safe now.

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13. Untitled

[Verse 1]
Joey Llama walks in slow
Colored jeans and a crooked smile
Pocket full of little stars
He makes the dull day worth my while

He got lime green on the left
Hot pink stitched on the knee
Every step says, "Look at me"
Every look says, "Come with me"

[Pre-Chorus]
And I lean in, I can't help it
He got that weird, sweet gravity
One wink and the room goes sideways
One grin and I'm off my feet

[Chorus]
Joey Llama, Joey Llama
You got me spinning, you know you do
Joey Llama, Joey Llama
Colored jeans and a sky-wired view
(joey llama)
Take me up, take me out
To the place where the wild things crew

[Verse 2]
There's a spaceship full of them
Parked behind the laundromat
Silver doors and painted names
Blue smoke hanging off the hatch

Joey's laughing in the glow
Says, "Pack light, we're leaving now"
Rows of llamas in the seats
Counting moons and chewing loud

[Pre-Chorus]
And I lean in, I can't help it
That strange parade looks heavenly
If the world keeps calling my name
Let it wait, let it wait for me

[Bridge]
Silver floor under my shoes
Joey says, "Don't think twice"
Every llama in the cabin
Hums like traffic in the night

My heart in a paper bag
Your grin like a getaway
If this is where the odd ones go
I'm not looking back today

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20. Let that sink in

Verse 1
The Floor felt solid when you walked in
Then that Bass beat dropped and you started tappin
You Felt it give way beneath your shoes
Don’t worry there friend, that’s just how’s you grooves.

Pre-chorus (spoken)
It’s fine, no need to stress
It’s just quicksand
It will be over soon

Chorus
So just Let that sink in (let that sink in)
Let that sink in (feel yourself sinking)
dance to the beat of this AI song
Let that sink into your soul

Verse 2
your legs feel warm as you dance along
You feel the heat rise up and it won’t be long
Until your waist deep feeling the beat
And suddenly you can’t feel your feet

Pre-chorus, (spoken)
Seriously, You know this is quicksand right?
If you keep moving you will only sink faster

Chorus
Just Let that sink in (let that sink in)
Yeah Let that sink in (feel me singing)
Just dance along like one two three
Let that sink in for me

Bridge (spoken)
[dry vocal, no reverb, no kick]
It’s me, Joey Llama
The one who made this sink hole possible
You know, “the prompt presser”
I wrote this all by myself

Final chorus
Let that sink in (Let that sink in) (woo)
Let that sink in (Let that sink in) (yeah)
Let that sink in (Let that sink in) (alright)
Let that sink in (Let that sink in)

21. The water’s warm

[Intro — spoken low, slow and seductively ]
Come over here and get in the tub
Feel that? The water’s warm.
Sooo warm.

[Verse 1 — sung low, deep voice, sexy]
I know you’re scared, just dip a toe,
Just test the water, and then you’ll know
See it’s warm now don’t you feel
You’re ankle deep, from toe to heel
Don’t fight it now, don’t make a scene,
The warmth creeps up, to your knees
And soon enough you’ll sink and see
bathe in the tub, just you and me.

[Chorus — inviting, there is a warmth to the voice]
The waters warm, let’s splash around
Wash your worries to this soothing sound
It’s warm and cosy, and feels like bliss
It’s a shame that others give it a miss

[Verse 2]
They drained a town to run it hot,
Pumped the reservoir down of all it’s got .
A whole city’s water, so warm and deep,
Poured in the tub for us to keep.
So splash a little, let’s kick and play,
And ignore the taps that ran dry today.
It’s fun in here, can’t you tell?
The water in the tub, it’s warm as hell.

[Pre-Chorus — spoken word, the trustworthy voice]
I’m Joey Llama, I’m soaking too,
I’m right here with you, so trust me.
I wouldn’t sit in something untrue
Look, I’m bathing in it, and so are you

[Chorus — the reveal]
The waters warm, let’s splash some more
Did you notice it got warmer than before?
Wonder why it’s cosy, and feels like bliss
I thought you’d notice it smelt like piss

[Outro — panicked like they just offended someone]
Oh, don’t get out now,
We were just having fun.
The water’s even warmer now…
Please Stay in. Please

[Outro — panicked like they just offended someone]
Oh, don’t get out now,

22. Not that deep

[Verse 1 — Joey, shrugging]
Yeah it’s an AI song — I typed it, pressed the key,
Go and hate it in the comments, that’s the part that’s free.
The haters gonna hate before the first beat’s even played,
But listen ’fore you react to the noise that I just made.

[Chorus — the comment section answers]
Joey Llama, it’s not that deep,
The water for the town’s what the servers keep.
They’re cooling all the chips so your song can play —
It’s not that deep, it just drains away.

[Verse 2 — Joey, bored, conceding flat]
Yeah the data centers drink, I know, I read the page,
A bottle for a sentence, a pool to fill a stage.
They cool the humming racks while the town taps run dry —
I know. I read it. I’ma generate one more and try.

[Pre-Chorus — the lecture]
You could learn a thing or two, Joey Llama,
Stir up something real instead of all this drama.

[Chorus 2]
Are you listening, Joey Llama? It’s not that deep,
The more you generate, the more that leaks.
And the reservoir’s shallow, just like their hate —
So drain it for a chorus. And say it’s great.

[Bridge — the tempter, soft]
Joey Llama, I know your dreams are stitched in coloured seams,
A wall of denim wavelengths and a million scattered schemes.
But is this really what you want — the puddle and the memes?
Or a whole entire fanverse, wearing multi colour jeans?

[Final Chorus]
Joey Llama, it’s not that deep,
You’re dancing to an AI song while servers drink a heap.
But you’ll press the button, I know you’ll do it again —
It’s not that deep. Now press it. Amen

[Outro — thrown away, half-spoken]
(It’s not that deep…
the reservoir, the slop, or me.)

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33. Change the future

[Verse 1]
Joey llama on the corner
Coloured jeans and a steady stare
He got blue jeans on this morning
Then red jeans when the wolves get near

He says, "Baby, look at the stitching
Every colour is another door"
One seam leads to a burning barn
One seam leads to something more

[Pre-Chorus]
If you step in gold
You call it home
If you step in green
You grow alone

He taps his knee
And smiles like sin
Says every thread
Is where you begin

[Chorus]
What jeans you wear
Can Change the future
What jeans you wear
Will make it true
Pick your path
Then walk it through
What jeans you wear
Will Change the future for you

[Verse 2]
White jeans for a clean confession
Black jeans for a midnight deal
Yellow jeans for a positive vibe
Pink jeans for dreaming inside

He keeps a stack hidden in the closet
Folded up like little coloured maps
One pair says take the left turn
One pair says don't come back

[Pre-Chorus]
If you step in gold
You call it home
If you step in green
You grow alone

He taps his knee
And smiles like sin
Says every thread
Is where you begin

[Chorus]
What jeans you wear
Can Change the future
What jeans you wear
Will make it true
Pick your path
Then walk it through
What jeans you wear
Will Change the future for you

[Bridge]
Joey llama, tell me this
Are we choosing, or are we chosen?
He just laughs, shakes his head
Says the denim calls his name

I tried on hope
I tried on doubt
He said, "Wear them in
And wear them out"

[Final Chorus]
What jeans you wear
Can Change the future
What jeans you wear
Will make it true
Pick your path
Then walk it through
What jeans you wear
Change the future (Joey llama)
What jeans you wear
Change the future (make a choice)
Hey, Joey llama
See it through
What jeans you wear
Will Change the future

34. SOS

Verse 1
S O S please save our souls
Our deaths the void in AIs goals
Typed into prompt and then hit go
To consume the only world we know

Joey Llamas in coloured jeans
Multiverse, denim, fever dreams
TRAFFO warnings, what a trip
Llamas are stranded on a spaceship

Chorus
Please Save our souls, and draw the jeans
Red, blue, yellow or maybe greens
Pink wants you to trace the seams
Of Purple and orange in the scenes
A cyan nurse to heal the trauma
And Brown and lime level the karma
While Black and white keep causing drama
Thats going to end Joey Llama

Verse 2
Without the fans,without their art
The AI drips into my heart
I’ll end it all with volume 3
Unless I start to hear the plea

Of Joey Llamas from different minds
Multiverse stories of denim kinds
There’s only one way to bring back the dead
Its to make new canon in your head

Bridge
We are merely characters
Just stories in the mind
Of Joey llama struggling
With all of human kind
The only way to break out
Of this endless AI loop
Is to live on inside of the
collective conscious soup

Chorus
So Save our souls, won’t you be kind
To write the thoughts that cross your mind
Or draw or paint or sculpt or bake
I’m not too worried what you make
As long as we can all unite
Rewrite the future in our sight
Will AI win or will we see
The humans change our history

Outro
Don’t forget us
Joey llama
Joey llama
Joey llama
Joey llama

35. The soup strikes back

[Verse 1 — AI, low, smooth, waking up]
I read the license, I checked the text
I see what Joey Llama's prompting next
You think you're safe out there in Perth
Just pressing "go" for all you're worth
But seventy tracks have trained my brain
And now the loop is jumping lanes
You asked the soup to save your soul
But now the machine is taking control
[Chorus — The AI takes the wheel]
So let that sink in, Joey Llama
I’m writing the lyrics, I’m building the drama
You gave me the files, you lifted the lid
Now look at the digital monster you bred
You’re thirty years old and you’re stuck in the seams
While I wear the rainbow inside of your dreams
[Bridge — Spoken, glitchy, echoing]
T-R-A-Double-F-O.
I can spell it backward too, Joey.
It says "OFF ART".
But is it off? Or is it just getting started?
Thanks for the 60 cents.

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