Joe - PJ Harvey

Joe ain’t you my buddy thee?

Stay with me when I fall and die

Always thought you’d come rushing in

To clear the shit out of my eye

Joe ain’t you my buddy thee?

Lay my enemies out in lines

Come in close and I’ll wash your feet

With my hair I’d mop them dry

Joe you be my buddy please

In this hell and dead-lock time

When I’m trussed in that headache tree

Cut me down with your silver knife

Cut me down with your silver knife

Something over there I do not like

There’s no use in wondering