[Intro] (Slow, melancholic jazz piano chords over a subtle, sinister trip-hop beat) [Verse 1] They made it for the sleeping goats For heavy horses with a torn-up knee To fix the insides, set the bone To cut the tumors out while they can’t see A heavy quiet in the sterile light But the clinic doors were left unlocked at night [Chorus] Joe took a dose without a degree A street-mixed remedy without a sound Narcan doesn’t wake a heavy sleep like that Joe used to be around Yeah, Joe used to be around [Verse 2] It’s not for the heroin, it’s not the morphine The naloxone spray just hits the air This tranq is pre-mixed in the city machine A veterinary quiet in the public square He didn't have a purpose, didn't have a plan Just a heavy silence meant for beast, not man [Chorus] And Joe took a dose without a degree A street-mixed remedy without a sound Narcan doesn’t wake a heavy sleep like that Joe used to be around Yeah, Joe used to be around [Bridge] (Piano becomes more dissonant and jagged, bassline deepens) No white coat, no surgical thread Just an amateur needle in an unmade bed You can't reverse what wasn't meant for men He isn't walking down the avenue again [Chorus] Cause Joe took a dose without a degree A street-mixed remedy without a sound Narcan doesn’t wake a heavy sleep like that Joe used to be around Yeah, Joe used to be around [Outro] He used to be. Now he can't be. Joe used to be around. (Final fading minor piano chord, leaving only the sound of a crackling vinyl loop)
