Just One Joe

(ahhhh) "Another day in the wilderness..."

I rode my bike through a sea of freakers Tore my jeans

on some rusty pickers

Dragged a heavy sack all the way to camp My knees are

shaking and my forehead's damp I walk up to the counter

feeling like a king

Ready for the credits that this haul will bring

I dump my bag and I show my prize Joe looks down

with his weary eyes He scratches his head,

says "Just one?" (Just one?) Man,

I fought a horde under a burning sun!

Yeah, I risked my neck for a single ear And all I

get is a half-empty beer (hahaha)

I lost my bike chain near Hot Springs gate Nearly got chewed

by a runner I hate Slept in a bush with a crow

on my head To bring you this trophy of the living dead

You sit behind your desk,

safe and warm While I'm surviving in the infected storm

I dump my bag and I show my prize Joe looks down

with his weary eyes He scratches his head,

says "Just one?"

(Just one?) Man, I fought a horde under a burning sun!

Yeah, I risked my neck for a single ear And all I

get is a half-empty beer (oh come on)

Just one ear... Next time I'm bringing a bucketful,

Joe (hummmm)