Old Joe

Here comes the freightliner Can you feel it your soul? Just look at the pictures shake Come on Buddy let's go 10 dollars to the one of us Who doesn't budge from this line The freightliner's coming Keep a foot off the rail and you'll be fine Stealin' candy from the liquor store Then ride our bikes out to the lake Drop the loot under the oak tree Eat Baby Ruths until we ache Let's get home before Daddy does And hide the rest under the bed Not a bad day's earnings For a couple of boys trying to act like men. Masculine summers and retrofit mothers Are wandering 'round town with our sisters and brothers Spreading the seed of an old fashioned creed As Old Joe builds his shack On a stack of seaweed And he hands me an old brew From an ancient ice chest That tastes like ripe onions And a pinch of orange zest As my stomach turn sour I looked at the can July '84 hollered out the old man And I looked at Old Joe And I say how'd ya know That's what left of a six pack that you and Bud stole And I said God Damn Joe! That was 20 years ago And his Jigsaw Teeth Grinned apropo