Little Joe, run for the border Leave your home Go where the reptiles roam On the side of the border that is your home
Little Joe, eyes of your lover look back on you As you run for cover Though stick and fire and may break your bones There's a light in the tunnel that leads you home
Little Joe, just like your father Your eyes will water, your guts will splatter Though sticks and fire, sticks and fire Won't break your bones, it is a lie
Little Joe, run for the border Leave your mother and father Go to where the reptiles roam They're waiting for you, Little Joe