Hey, Joe, where you goin' with the plumb in your hand?
I said, hey, Joe, are you going to plumb out that can?

"I'm goin' down to root that throne, baby.
You know, it's clogged, what mess it is,
Don't ya understand?!
It's jammed with stool!"

Hey, Joe, you hear the debate, what went down?
What went down? Wow!
You hear McCain invoke your name--
That's what went down.
And you weren't even around.

Yes he did--invoked ya,
But you know, he messed up your name;
What a clown.
Yes he did--messed it up.
You know, he messed your name up;
Does that make you frown?
Used your name more than once. . .
A lot, sir.

Hey, Joe, some night.
Who're ya votin' for, baby?

Hey Joe, what now?
Have you got a book deal now?
Got press all over you?
Hey, Joe, there is a place that needs plumbing now.
Here is where you gotta go
To fix sh!t.

Gotta go way down south,
Way down excrement way--
All blight.
Gotta go way down south,
Down to that big can, D.C.
The sewer's really slimy.

Soggy Foggy Bottom. . .
You gotta flush to make the system free.
You gotta relieve it right now.
You gotta go now.

Hey, Joe, you better flush 'em down.
It's a messy potty.
Hey, Joe, yeah, flush 'em down!