Mojo Lyrics - Nick Cave & The Bad Seed

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)