North Graffiti - The Entertainer

I couldn't count the days on 500 hands that I sang away
Reaching out for a connection to who
Sixteen hours across these prairies to Edmonton
A pair of shows and sixteen hours home
Call me a dreamer
Call me what you will
But I get nauseous when I'm sitting still
So it's back on the road
Give it another go
That's why they call me The Entertainer
And who decides you need to sing cover songs to sell your soul?
There's plenty of love and self pity passing the hat, you know
I could lie and say I'm here to serve a message
But just so we're clear, we both know it's to sell sex and beer
That's why they call me The Entertainer
That's why they call me The Entertainer
Are we not artists?
Are we meant to survive on the scraps the Clash left behind?
Or am I singing back these lyrics to myself on the stage?
Call up the crickets
Pocket the night's worth
Back in the saddle
I'm my own punchline
Well, that's just fine
That's why I'm here
That's why they call me The Entertainer
That's why they call me The Entertainer
That's why they call me The Entertainer
That's what they call me

Written by:
Johannes Lodewyks

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