I had a dream. I had a dream. I had a dream Joe. I had a dream Joe. You were standing in the middle of an open road. I had a dream Joe. Your hands were raised up to the sky. And your mouth was covered in foam. I had a dream Joe. A shadowy Jesus flitted from tree to tree. I had a dream Joe. And a society of whores stuck needles in an image of me. I had a dream Joe. It was Autumn time and thickly fell the leaves. And in that dream Joe. A pimp in seersucker suit sucked a toothpick. And pointed his finger at me. I had a dream. I had a dream. I had a dream Joe. I opened my eyes Joe. The night had been a giant dribbling and pacing the boards. I opened my eyes Joe. All your letters and cards stacked up against the door. I opened my eyes Joe. The morning light came slowly tumbling through the crack. In the window Joe. And I thought of you and I felt like I was lugging. A body on my back. I had a dream. I had a dream. I had a dream Joe. Where did you go Joe?. On that endless senseless demented drift. Where did you go Joe?. Into the woods into the trees where you move and shift. Where did you go Joe?. All dressed up in your ridiculous seersucker suit. Where did you go Joe?. With that strew of wreckage. Forever at the heel of your boot. I had a dream. I had a dream. I had a dream Joe. I had a dream. I had a dream. I had a dream Joe.