The Joes (Not The Blue) (Shovel and Bucket Mix) Lyrics

Let me explain this job I had

The question they ask

Any weird smells

That can't be explained

Here we go

I shovel off your ground

What you can not see

Can't see me

When your deep in a dream

Make your world healthy again

I got a real job

I do this on the side

If you pop that pill

And see something down there

You'll get a knock from me

Just tell me where the smells be

Clean it up

Clean it up

Your walking around no clothes

Clean it up

Clean it up

That why they call me Joes

All stuck inside the domes

You know you smell a smell

Didn't make it too the stall

Closer to death

Locked inside your head

I'm better than you

I'm better than you

I'm better than you

I'm better than you

You know I'm cleaning

When that white truck pulls

You S.O. Disappeared

But now your still here

You used up all your pills

But you don't really care

Sleeping doesn't kill

Staying awake with no fear

Babe just tell 'em

I make stuff disappear

Keep you in real life

I'll retire from here

I wanna help

I'm better than you

I'm better than you

I'm better than you

I'm better than most

Use No hands