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Fargo
05:26
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Lonely, feeling so lonely,
feeling so lonely, wish I was home
Searching, searching for something
I think it's nothing
Probably nowhere
A buzz in the air that ruffles my hair
No way, I'll do it my own way
Go at my own pace
Search every new place
Chase this dream
But I'm lonely, feeling so lonely
Feeling so lonely, I wish I was home
With my only, my one and only
I don't need elation
The cause of creation
Eternal salvation
I just want to know
What's out there
The world is just laying there
Waiting for someone
To come on and claim it
and tame it
Driving west on i94
I've never been here before, that's cool
The coffee I bought yesterday's fine
It's cold but it's mine
It's fuel
Getting dicey, the highway is icy
My rhyme scheme is spicy
although not precise-y
I see a sign shows
I'm almost in Fargo
Where did the plows go?
I'll swerve off the road and get towed to
Fargo, perfectly named Fargo
Let's see how far my car goes from Fargo, Fargo
Fargo, the dark road from Fargo
Why live in Fargo when there's Chicago
or Mar-a-
Lago? Send Trump to Fargo
Put him in bars though
Arrest Trump in Fargo
I know you'll say "too far, Joe"
you know libtards, though
and if there's a jail there
We'll cut off his fake hair
and make there a new law
that says you can't rule or
be famous if you're a monster
Trump is a monster
anyway,
what was I trying to say?
Lonely, feeling so lonely,
wish I was home.
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I love making music
It's all I wanna do
I work as hard as I can
to make a living with my tunes
But the streaming's not substantial
my album sales are poor
I'm running out of energy
Maybe I should show off my butt more
I've never spoken loudly
It's hard for me to yell
and a loud crowded room is my personal hell
My speaking voice is quiet
When I sing the people snore
But I've got a great idea
Maybe I should show off my butt more
I wanna make a difference
I wanna change the world
I'm a man with an idea
like an oyster with a pearl
But no one ever listens
I'm tired of being ignored
Looks like I'm out of options
Maybe I should show off my butt more
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Trouble Sleeping
03:30
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Tell me what have I made
What groundwork has even been laid
I'd write a line about doubting myself
If I had something to say
I feel like such a cliche
More songs about white privilege pain
People starving and I still complain
if I'm only okay
But if I keep on going, slowly growing up
It's enough
If I'm believing, I'm achieving
Trouble sleeping
I'd rather stay home instead
and leave all my texts on read
and deadbolt the door every night
when I go to bed
My friends say "rise and grind"
Are we losing our minds?
Can we just be content with our lives
one day at a time?
If we keep on going, slowly growing up
It's enough
if we're believing, we're achieving.
Trouble sleeping
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Joe Holt New York, New York
Joe is a folk singer/songwriter originally from England, whose music was praised by Obscure Sound as "stirring, eloquent songwriting," and by Ear to the Ground as "the real deal when it comes to folk songwriting." His music has been featured twice on NPR. He lives in New York City. ... more
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