They call him Joe The Dragon   He's on the water wagon   He's got that look of mourning and concentration on his face   Carries a 38 special   A six inch barrel   The saddest damn man in the entire human race         Mojo (4x)         Joe's mind is full of motors(?)   He is always taking photos   Of the remains of his beserk little twists   Yes ....(?) polaroids   Of his little golden boys   18 carat corpses with wired wrists         Mojo (4x)         Blood thicker than water will flow   The fire will eat the streets of old Soho   Daddy's out the back with little Joe   With his vaseline and his violin and bow - Mojo         Down on Compton(?) Road   Joe ain't never going home   Till he finds what he is searching for   Well mad Mathildas in his jacket   They crank and make him record(?)   As he does and make his funny little laugh and dance upon your floor         Mojo (repeat)