Lyrics Entertainer - The Good Life

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