Dementia Joe (to be sung to the tune of "Cotton-eye Joe") If it hadn't been for Dementia Joe I'd been wealthy a long time ago; Where did you come from? oh please, will you go? Where did you come from, Dementia Joe? He rode into DC like a midwinter storm, He walked through the Capitol, handsome and strong; His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun, But all he had come for was having some fun. He brought disaster wherever he went, Little girls' hearts were to Hell, broken, sent; They all ran away so nobody would know, And left only faggots for Dementia Joe. If it hadn't been for Dementia Joe I'd been wealthy a long time ago; Where did you come from? oh please, will you go? Where did you come from, Dementia Joe?