Entertainer lyrics

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.
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