Song Description
Resignation, Inevitability, Fate
| Song Length |
3:14 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Composed, Diplomatic |
Subject |
Liberal, Progressive, Musician |
| Similar Artists |
The Dave Matthews Band, Bob Dylan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
FATMAN
©by Joel Cage
There's a fat man sitting on a cornerstone, sipping on a cup of coffee.
He's got sweat stains under his arms. He's got a newspaper that he can't read.
He's gonna find himself a job. He's gonna find himself a nice girl,
raise a home and build a family.
He's gonna find himself a place in the working world.
There's a young girl holding a baby. Looks like she's gonna have another one soon.
She's trying to prove that she can make a difference the only way that she knows how to.
Her mama says she's got to move on, throw away that baton that she likes to twirl.
Welfare and food-stamps only get you so far.
You got to find yourself a place in the working world.
And the night is coming, falling fast.
You gotta hit the ground running You gotta make it last
I been strumming on this guitar for so long now, singing songs to the women I've loved.
Believing that with the elevated forces of music I can rise above.
But the message is all so clear, as the red carpet of life unfurls.
You got to leave behind your lonely dreams, boy,
you got to find yourself a place in the working world.