My Name Joe

Joe threw another tantrum

He could not to be understood

He cries like baby Samson

His English is not good

Joe's boss of the kitchen

But on the outside he knows

Low man on the totem's

Wearing giveaway clothes

Joe he fights the good fight

He wears a white uniform

The waiters are all artists

Out chasing unicorns

Joe works fourteen hours

After ten he starts to booze

He gets very sentimental

Oh he sings the Buddah blues

He sings the Buddah blues

My name Joe my name Joe

There is a king in Thailand

And he plays the jazz drum

He has a fine and healthy son

Oh no I'm not the one

My name Joe

On the wall by the time clock

Joe's beaming from a photograph

Someone drew across his face

The waiters began to laugh

Joe picked up a hatchet

And he tenderized the wall

And when he got through

Time clock wasn't punching anymore

The waiters ran for cover

The maitre d' began to lisp

The drunkard in the corner

Said his lettuce was not crisp

Owner called immigration

Said there's someone you should know

He's an illegal alien

And I think his name is Joe

Oh I know his name is Joe

My name Joe my name Joe

There is a king in Thailand

And he plays the jazz drum

He has a fine and healthy son

Oh no I'm not the one

My name Joe

Came the man from immigration

Said I've got a job to do

Easy questions easy answers

Just point me to the kitchen crew

He asked Leroy from Harlem

He asked Cisco from Mexico

He asked the white trash from Tennessee

That all said my name Joe

My name Joe my name Joe

The maitre d' he sputtered

The kitchen crew they roared

And while they were arguing

Joe slipped out the back door

On the beach Joe tries to listen

To the heartbeat of a whale

How it echoes his own heartbeat

And the distance he has sailed

Oh the distance he has sailed

My name Joe my name Joe

There is a king in Thailand

And he plays the jazz drum

He has a fine and healthy son

Oh no I'm not the one

My name Joe