The Other Piano Man

One life is a timely gift

Who knew it would make him sick?

Half-way when he found his list of life-long goals,

And now regret sinks in like feet

In mud but not so deep,

And at forty with muddy teeth,

The list is still clean

And the piano plays without his fingers

It's too late, he tears the list apart

Paper piles up in stacks

At a desk he regrets is his habitat

In an empty house full of furniture

that he sits on nightly watching TV,

A pastime that seems to fit

He's a master of time management

At what point do we set aside the important things in your life?

The piano plays

And he has nothing to do with it

It's too late, he tears the list apart (apart... apart...)

Entertain us!

Play 'Let It Be'!

Where were you last week when the curtain called you?

We're all restless

And ready to sing,

So play anything that we know the words to!

Play 'Brick'!

Play Queen!

Play 'Bennie and the Jets'!

Play the theme from Cheers!

'Hey, wait a second here

I'm smoking and drinking and after I'm done

I'll play what I want!

I'll play what I want!'

And as the crowd starts to scream,

He realized it was just a dream

('Someone to take care of me...')