Songwrongin'

Drawn out verses

Missing a point

Counting sheep for the crowd

At a “Pay-to-Play” joint

“You made a bold move when you left the garage”

“We know it feels good to you but so does self-massage”

That’s Songwrongin’

Pure as can be

Mail your sad tape down to Nashville “T”

Folks are real happy that you’re having your fun

But if you’re Songwrongin’ …

Better keep your day job, son

Bangin’ down doors like your name’s “Sliced Bread”

While you’re dreaming of days in a 5-star bed

Your big steel balls or brains of a bard

Think the world owes you ‘cause you work so hard

That’s Songwrongin’

Pure as can be

Mail your sad tape down to Nashville “T”

Folks are real happy that you’re having your fun

But if you’re Songwrongin’ …

Better keep your day job, son

Hit a diner out of Memphis

Buy the chicken fried steak

Last overdraft notice before the big break

A buck in a jar or your kind donation

Makes it “work on the road”

And not a band vacation

That’s Songwrongin’

Pure as can be

Mail your sad tape down to Nashville “T”

Folks are real happy that you’re having your fun

But if you’re Songwrongin’ …

Better keep your day job, son