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-

That's all you'll ever become.

You're no artist - you're a musician.

So entertain us,

Come on and 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 screaming contradiction.

So entertain us,

Come on, sing us a song

The customer's never wrong

I'm not a 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,

Said "Play along! the show's gotta go on!"

And the show must go on

"Entertain us! Entertain us!"

Give the customers what they want.

Entertainer-

You're so down in the mouth,

But sales are up this month.