Entertainer

I'm not an artist

I'm an asshole without a job

Making money off alcohol

Making money off calling myself out

"Look at me! A fraud! A phony!"



Entertainer

Thats all you'll ever become

You're no artist, you're a musician

So entertain us

Come on, sing us a song

Keep the customers drunk



I'm not a writer

I'm a kid with a guitar

And a notebook of scattered thoughts

Hum a tune, strum the blues, write some cryptic words

Whatever works

To get you to the next verse



Entertainer

And once the curtains are drawn

You're a screaming contradiction

So entertain us

Come on, sing us a song

The customer's never wrong



I'm not singer

I'm the one with the microphone

I've been making shit up as I go

I'm not a singer

They handed me a microphone

So play along

The show's got to go on!

(The show must go on)

Wow!



Entertain us

Entertain us

Give the customers what they want

Entertainer

You're so down in the mouth

But sales are up this month