Joe Brush
๐ต 2242 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:55 duration
๐ ID: 15638597
๐ Lyrics
One, two, three, four
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
His name was Joe Brush, he could play that guitar
That's all he ever did 'til he met Susan
This put a curve into Joe's lack of plans
'Cause he knew that his heart he was losing
They got a place, right in the city
And wouldn't you know, his band began to draw
Joe would take Susan swimming in the ocean
Sweetest damn thing you ever saw
This is too important to let slip through his fingers
Like sand, like plans, like smoke
Before his mouth knew what hit it
His mouth, it spoke
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Now, a discerning listener probably figures this is too good to be true
Joe's gonna mess it up, he did
Could be the garden of Eden, could be original sin
Could be the cocaine or bourbon, this ain't no judgement call
Susan caught Joe in a Motel 6
With a redhead, she couldn't have been 19
She packed up and left, never to return
Gone so fast, she couldn't have heard him plead
He thought about what's near and dear, then he remembered Van Gogh's ear
Cut off his guitar finger instead
Susan got it in the mail, "Oh, he lost his finger
Oh, it seems he also lost his head"
She'd liked to give the finger to Joe
But she moved to San Francisco with some money from an inheritance
And Joe now plays a mean slide guitar
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
This is too important to let slip through his fingers
Like sand, like plans, like smoke
Before his mouth knew what hit it
His heart, it spoke (alright)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
His name was Joe Brush, he could play that guitar
That's all he ever did 'til he met Susan
This put a curve into Joe's lack of plans
'Cause he knew that his heart he was losing
They got a place, right in the city
And wouldn't you know, his band began to draw
Joe would take Susan swimming in the ocean
Sweetest damn thing you ever saw
This is too important to let slip through his fingers
Like sand, like plans, like smoke
Before his mouth knew what hit it
His mouth, it spoke
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Now, a discerning listener probably figures this is too good to be true
Joe's gonna mess it up, he did
Could be the garden of Eden, could be original sin
Could be the cocaine or bourbon, this ain't no judgement call
Susan caught Joe in a Motel 6
With a redhead, she couldn't have been 19
She packed up and left, never to return
Gone so fast, she couldn't have heard him plead
He thought about what's near and dear, then he remembered Van Gogh's ear
Cut off his guitar finger instead
Susan got it in the mail, "Oh, he lost his finger
Oh, it seems he also lost his head"
She'd liked to give the finger to Joe
But she moved to San Francisco with some money from an inheritance
And Joe now plays a mean slide guitar
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
This is too important to let slip through his fingers
Like sand, like plans, like smoke
Before his mouth knew what hit it
His heart, it spoke (alright)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.08] One, two, three, four
[00:02.89] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:05.95] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:09.24] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:12.39] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:15.45] His name was Joe Brush, he could play that guitar
[00:18.22] That's all he ever did 'til he met Susan
[00:22.50] This put a curve into Joe's lack of plans
[00:25.05] 'Cause he knew that his heart he was losing
[00:30.53] They got a place, right in the city
[00:33.32] And wouldn't you know, his band began to draw
[00:36.85] Joe would take Susan swimming in the ocean
[00:39.88] Sweetest damn thing you ever saw
[00:43.25] This is too important to let slip through his fingers
[00:46.19] Like sand, like plans, like smoke
[00:49.85] Before his mouth knew what hit it
[00:52.74] His mouth, it spoke
[00:57.49] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:00.39] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:03.85] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:06.74] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:09.92] Now, a discerning listener probably figures this is too good to be true
[01:13.53] Joe's gonna mess it up, he did
[01:16.26] Could be the garden of Eden, could be original sin
[01:19.65] Could be the cocaine or bourbon, this ain't no judgement call
[01:23.26] Susan caught Joe in a Motel 6
[01:26.60] With a redhead, she couldn't have been 19
[01:30.06] She packed up and left, never to return
[01:32.91] Gone so fast, she couldn't have heard him plead
[01:36.09] He thought about what's near and dear, then he remembered Van Gogh's ear
[01:39.36] Cut off his guitar finger instead
[01:42.58] Susan got it in the mail, "Oh, he lost his finger
[01:45.67] Oh, it seems he also lost his head"
[01:50.02] She'd liked to give the finger to Joe
[01:51.62] But she moved to San Francisco with some money from an inheritance
[01:54.28] And Joe now plays a mean slide guitar
[01:56.86] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:59.94] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:03.07] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:06.22] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:09.56] This is too important to let slip through his fingers
[02:12.48] Like sand, like plans, like smoke
[02:16.16] Before his mouth knew what hit it
[02:19.55] His heart, it spoke (alright)
[02:23.93] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:26.84] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:30.10] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:33.59] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:36.45] Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:39.59] A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:42.93] Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:46.08] A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:49.41] Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people
[02:52.76]
[00:02.89] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:05.95] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:09.24] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:12.39] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[00:15.45] His name was Joe Brush, he could play that guitar
[00:18.22] That's all he ever did 'til he met Susan
[00:22.50] This put a curve into Joe's lack of plans
[00:25.05] 'Cause he knew that his heart he was losing
[00:30.53] They got a place, right in the city
[00:33.32] And wouldn't you know, his band began to draw
[00:36.85] Joe would take Susan swimming in the ocean
[00:39.88] Sweetest damn thing you ever saw
[00:43.25] This is too important to let slip through his fingers
[00:46.19] Like sand, like plans, like smoke
[00:49.85] Before his mouth knew what hit it
[00:52.74] His mouth, it spoke
[00:57.49] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:00.39] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:03.85] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:06.74] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:09.92] Now, a discerning listener probably figures this is too good to be true
[01:13.53] Joe's gonna mess it up, he did
[01:16.26] Could be the garden of Eden, could be original sin
[01:19.65] Could be the cocaine or bourbon, this ain't no judgement call
[01:23.26] Susan caught Joe in a Motel 6
[01:26.60] With a redhead, she couldn't have been 19
[01:30.06] She packed up and left, never to return
[01:32.91] Gone so fast, she couldn't have heard him plead
[01:36.09] He thought about what's near and dear, then he remembered Van Gogh's ear
[01:39.36] Cut off his guitar finger instead
[01:42.58] Susan got it in the mail, "Oh, he lost his finger
[01:45.67] Oh, it seems he also lost his head"
[01:50.02] She'd liked to give the finger to Joe
[01:51.62] But she moved to San Francisco with some money from an inheritance
[01:54.28] And Joe now plays a mean slide guitar
[01:56.86] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:59.94] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:03.07] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:06.22] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:09.56] This is too important to let slip through his fingers
[02:12.48] Like sand, like plans, like smoke
[02:16.16] Before his mouth knew what hit it
[02:19.55] His heart, it spoke (alright)
[02:23.93] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:26.84] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:30.10] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:33.59] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[02:36.45] Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:39.59] A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:42.93] Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:46.08] A me-my-mo-mo, Joe (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:49.41] Joe-Joe-Joe-Joe, banana wanna people
[02:52.76]