Man Named Joe by Can
Like to tell you a story 'bout a man named Joe,
He got a head, like a head, like a head like soap,
Stands about five feet off the ground
Like a poor man, a poor mans always down.
Can't you see, cant you see how he runs all quick?
I hope someday he gets hit by a stick.
He dropped it down, it dropped him down,
He came up, came up cruising in across the ground.
He sit down, he sit down, he sit down today,
I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope he can cut his way.
Fly, fly, flash with the wind,
Good god, good god, good god, never see him.
I wonder, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder which way
You cruise the message, the message today.
You stick to stick to stick to stick,
What did you do about the fix?
How many lost and lost his head,
How many men lost and lost his head,
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