Man says wants to make a living
Willpower in his eyes
Wastes him time spends it sitting
Might as well shop for ties
Wife comes home tells him she ain’t kidding
Get a job moneys gone
He says thats it ive had it, I’m leaving
Thats where he was wrong
Found a bar in the middle of town
Paid for meals in song
One night a record man from better ground
Told him sing along
He said i got nothing to interest you
My songs are as bad as me
He says I’ve heard worse give me a tune
We’ll just wait and see
Work is hell
Then what is heaven
Check the time
Half past eleven
Satan waits to spread his wings
He dreams of me and other things
Pray to god to raise my pension
He’s in charge right I can’t sell then
All my music and prestige
Not that it meant I was king
Mr record man says its fine
Could use a touch but its new
But overall its something nice
To sell a song or two
One thing he asks, just change the words
They don’t make sense to me
Man said they don’t, they never don’t
They never had to mean a thing
So the record sold
Money was made
But the song felt off the charts
How could it be the same?
No longer would he be remembered, a hero in people’s eyes
He figured it was worthless, found himself a bullet, proceeded to take his life
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