Texty: Pj Harvey. Joe.

Joe will you my buddy be?
Stay with me when I fall and die
Always thought you'd come rushin' in
Clear the shit out of my eye

Joe will you my buddy be?
Lay my enemies out in lines
Come 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)
(There's no use in wondering)

Joe you be my buddy please?
In this hell and dead locked time
When I'm trustin' an heavy tree
Coming down with your silver knife
(Coming down with your silver knife)
(Something over there I do not like)
(There's no use in wondering)