written by David Massengill

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