my name's Joe I 'm the ceo yeah, I 'm the man makes the big wheels roll I 'm the hand on the green light switch you get to be famous I get to be rich
go get me a kid with a good-looking face bring me a kid can remember his place some hungry poet son of a bitch he gets to be famous I get to be rich
or bring me a girl they're always the best you put 'em on stage and you have 'em undress some angel whore who can learn a guitar lick hey, that's what I call music
well they'll come lookin' for money when public gets bored but we'll fight 'em with lawyer they could never afford yeah, I 'll make her look like a spoiled little bitch she gets to be famous I get to be rich
or bring me a girl they're always the best you put 'em on stage and you have 'em undress some angel whore who can learn a guitar lick hey, that's what I call music
so burnt-out johnny thinks our books are shifty what good's that alchI to me when he's fifty we could move catalog if he'd only die quicker send my regards to the gig and a case of good liquor he gets to be famous I get to be rich he gets to be famous I get to be rich
my name's Joe , I 'm the ceo I 'm the man who makes the big wheels roll
KILLER JOE - MANHATTAN TRANSFER
This here's the story about Killer Joe He's a real bad cat, 'forget I told you so Silk on the corners of his fancy threads double breasted pin stripe coat top press fast talkin' good looking flim flam jive why he's the kind o' cat that'll make a dead man cry so look out for Killer Joe!
Killer Joe - Killer Joe Killer Joe - love dough [Repeat]
Love of gold Has made him very cold
[Repeat Top]
I hit the big town an'he turned me roun' He dazzled me with some pretty jive prettier jive than I've ever heard from any man alive He called me "Baby," 'n "Honey" Messed wit m'head, tol' me he'd show me a whole mess o'money An' what did I get? That's somethin' I ain't figured out yet
Each woman I meet is like a bead that's strung on a string an' I wear 'em like I'm wearin' a necklace Women love me, n'think lots of me Really! How can they be so reckless I tell 'em in front, that I do love money So - later on - then they won't get funny When I tighten up an' the scene gets heavy times when I laugh they're over, now they're gonna' feel a draf' Tell y'truth, if y'mus know Only thing can save y'is t'bring me lots o'dough
[Background:] Poor girl - Pity the hick Poor girl - Man, is he slick Poor girl - Pity the poor chick
Stars were peepin' low An' man dud she have eyes for that Joe 'N Joe was jivin' with all of his lies She felt he must o'meant it Boy, the chick was in f'some surprise Yep! 'N Joe ain' 'bout t'let 'er slide Git'er t'flyin' high 'n wide Then goof her carpet ride She was cute, he had class Y'knew he had 'er soon s'he made his pass
[(Background:] (That's Joe!)
Big cities are jungles an' men're like leopards An' women are lost lambs who've strayed from kep' herds An' them leopards - are real wolves Actin' jus' like shepherds
Look out! Joe got his hook out He's lookin' so han'some Guaranteed trouble Y'think you c'n stan' some He'll furnish it double So look out
TABLE TOP JOE - TOM WAITS
I knew one day One, one, two, one, two, three
Well my mama didn't want me On the day I was born I was born without a body I got nothing but scorn But I always loved music All I had was my hands I dreamed I'd be famous And I'd work at The Sands
Singing, Tabletop Joe, Tabletop Joe Now everyone will know That I'm Tabletop Joe
I had trouble with the pedals But I had a strong left hand And I could play Stravinsky On a baby grand I said, 'I'm gonna join the circus Cause that's where I belong' So I went to Coney Island I was singing this song
Tabletop Joe, Tabletop Joe Now everyone knows Yeah I'm Tabletop Joe
They gave me top billing In the Dreamland show I had my own orchestra Starring Tabletop Joe And the man without a body Proved everyone wrong I was rich and I was famous I was where I belonged, yeah
Tabletop Joe, Tabletop Joe Now everyone knows, yeah Tabletop Joe
Take it home boy
JOE - Cranberries
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hk2OO09qkwk
"Joe"
Oh, oh oh oh yeah...
There was a time, I was so lonely, oh hey yeah... Remember the time, it was on Friday, oh hey yeah... You made me feel fine, we did it my way, oh hey yeah... I sat on your knees, every Friday, oh hey yeah...
We walked in fields of golden hay. I still recall you. We walked in fields of golden hay. I see you in the summer.
Joe. Joe.
I sat on your chair, by the fire, oh hey yeah... Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher, oh hey yeah... Precious years to remember, oh hey yeah... Childhood fears, I surrender, oh hey yeah...
We walked in fields of golden hay. I still recall you. We walked in fields of golden hay. I see you in the summer.
Updated version by M-KIDS but its in a foreign language I cannot place:
In the midday sun They beat on their drums When Poppa Joe comes to town With his coconut-rum They can all have fun They can drink it 'Till the sun goes down Poppa Joe just smiles politely With the money he takes he might be Very rich one day as he hears them say Poppa rumbo rumbo Hey Poppa Joe coconut Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe Poppa rumbo rumbo Hey Poppa Joe coconut Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe Poppa rumbo rumbo Hey Poppa Joe coconut hey Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe Hey Pop-, Poppa, Poppa Joe Never see a sad face in the market place When Poppa Joe comes around For his coconut taste You can see them race Through the streets You can hear the sound All of the ladies are laughing gaily Poppa Joe's still thinking maybe He'll always hear the people say Poppa rumbo rumbo Hey Poppa Joe coconut Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe Poppa rumbo rumbo Hey Poppa Joe coconut Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe Poppa rumbo rumbo Hey Poppa Joe coconut Hey Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe Hey Pop-, Poppa, Poppa Joe
