Old Man Joe

Mama, mama Joe
Is beating the shit
Outta papa Joe
Still in mind
Working 'til
'Til his sight
Turned into darkest
The darkest night

Finally turning home from a long day at work
His hands are sore, his mind's wasted
Young man Joe sitting on his couch
Eyeing up the fireplace

Joe's wife
Not satisfied
Satisfied at all
By his hard work
Demanding more
More every day
Resembling mama
And her bad habits

Finally turning home from a long day at work
His hands are sore, his mind's wasted
Old man Joe sitting on his couch
Eyeing up the fireplace



Credits
Writer(s): Marius Richts
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