Joe

Joe will you be my buddy please?

stay with me when I fall and die

always thought you'd come rushing in

clear the shit out of my eye

joe will you be my buddy please?

lay my enemies out in lines

com in close now I'll wash your feet

with my hair I'll mop them dry

with my hair I'll mop them dry

something over there I do not like

Joe will you be my buddy please

in this hell and day long time?

when I'm trusting my hated tree?

coming down with your silver knife

coming down with your silver knife

something over there I do not like