BUMP : Chuck Prophet - "Get Off The Stage"

Uncanny - this came up on a blog I follow and I thought I love this and  . . . . of course I’d already posted it!

You know what? 

I don’t CARE! BUMP!

 

Me, I’m just one man

Up on the stage I make my stand

Yes, it’s true I have a band

Up here behind me  

While you, you’ve got your crew

and the Secret Service too

and your wife from the EU

But you’re no good at rhyming

So hey, get down off that stage

We’ve heard everything you’ve got to say

You’ve been calling all the shots

You’ve got us all tied up in knots

C’mon man, get off the stage

Now me, I spend half of my life

In an Econoline van

With my band and my wife      

And when she steps up to the mic

I’ve seen grown men burst out crying

While you, you’ve got an ugly mouth

You got no heart at all, except for your Russian pal

You’re an obstruction in democracy’s bowel  

And the patient is dying  

So come down off that stage

Please get off the stage

Come on down and take a seat

We’ll put some John Prine on repeat

All we’re asking is get off the stage

if you were an automobile

You’d be out of gas

With four flat tires

And a smog check that’s never gonna pass

If you were a pair of socks

You’d be full of holes

You’re one bad hombre

So why don’t you just turn around

And go home

And maybe do something with that hair

Take a walk in the park

Visit a renaissance fair

You’re headed for prison, you know

But don’t be scared

The first time is the hardest

Just get down off that stage

We’ve heard everything you’ve got to say

Take a book down off the shelf

Try to love somebody else

Whatever you do, just get off the stage

from the album The Land That Time Forgot.

Order the album here.

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Chuck Prophet