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 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 to wondering Joe will you be my buddy please In this hell and day long time When I'm trusting my hated tree Cut me down with your silver knife Cut me down with your silver knife Something over there I do not like
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