Other "Joe" Songs

JOE - TOM PETTY & THE HEARTBREAKERS

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.

Joe. Joe.

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