Ego
I'm not in your world
You're the top guy
You look at a guy like me and think
"Does he have a job?"
What does this guy do that's so special anyway?
Can there be some kind of mistake?
He's always down at the café
Spent ten years studying at school
Now I see this guy with a new car
I can't believe this fool
Yeah, I got the answer to your question
Oh yeah, there goes my ego
There goes my ego
I know you get up real early
And you go to work all day
I'm sitting at home with my guitar
Can't hear a thing
You sit at the movies yeah, Hollywood
I'm thinking of naming a song as
"There Goes My Ego"
There goes my ego
Do you have any friends
That you can call friends?
Everyone's on a payroll
Is it all pretend?
When you sell a couple million records
People see you so differently
Tell me, how do you change stuff?
Are you still the same?
Do you get a gold wide shore?
Do you get a pension?
What can I tell you?
There goes my ego
There goes my ego
Yeah
I call engine
Or just a can
Oh yeah, there's that ass can
I'm still walking down there
Anyways
Nice chat
Have a nice day
You still playin' music?
Good song, you play anymore?
You still playin' gigs?
Who am I?