[Long intro, minimalistic deep melody, cello, drum] Verse 1: White lies, black smoke, Mark the map, and here I go. Winter calls, I’m on the road, Reaching for a place so cold. Chorus: Fargo, The perfect place to rest my head. Fargo, No better town to meet the end. [playback] Verse 2: Scarlet stains, drunken boys, Nothing now can change my course. Frost on my face, a warrant signed, I’m here to leave it all behind. Bridge: Through the window, I see the plains, A cigarette still burns away. Beneath the snow, I’ll bury pain, And ten long years of yesterday. Chorus: Fargo, The perfect place to rest my head. Fargo, No better town to meet the end. Outro: Hmm, hmm, hmm... Ooh, da-da.
