Letra de Joe Van Gogh
Joe Van Gogh is a friend of mine He's the son of Vincent Van Gogh, you know Joe has more friends than you do And Joe Van Gogh is a painter tooI've shared a room with Joe Van Gogh And all night long he grinds his teeth It could be genetic, it could be the heat It's pressure to paint, that's my beliefThis I'll tell you 'cause this I know I'm a valuable friend to Joe Van Gogh I'm the only painter Joe Van Gogh knows Who wasn't first friends with Vincent Van GoghJoe Van Gogh is a very good painter Some sunflowers, sure but other stuff too But how good a painter we'll never know Till he gets away from Vincent Van GoghAn umbilical cord of red Day-Glo Runs from one to the other though Through the streets of Amsterdam they go Joe on the shoulders of Vincent Van GoghOh OhJoe Van Gogh has a second floor window With a scene of Amsterdam below He sits at a canvas with a Marlboro In his mind Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van GoghVincent Van Gogh is good to Joe He gave his son his ear, you know But it can't be easy being Joe Van Gogh Trying to paint when your dad is Vincent Van GoghPeople write songs about Vincent Van Gogh Like Starry Starry Night and other stuff too And it don't exactly even the score, I know But here's one song about Joe Van Gogh