Folk with a beat an
Well, the newspaper barons
An' I'm on an' off the road
Live in this gold fish bowl?
Live in this gold fish bowl?
They prey on you an' me
And I don't have no t.v. show
Just because they call me a celebrity
Tell me, why should I have to
Baby, that's not rock an' roll
An' a little bit a soul
'Cause I don't believe in the myth, people
I don't have no hit record
So why should I want to
Jazz, blues and funk
An' I don't have no reason
I'm just doin' my gigs
Little bit a soul
I'm singin' jazz, blues and funk
So, why should I want to
Set in stone
Ev'rything I say is not meant to be
An' folk with a beat
That does not make it true
Projectin' the shadow
I don't have no t.v. show
I don't have no t.v. show
I'm not promoting no hit record
Feeding on the public at large
Are scum of the lowest degree
Onto everyone at us
And they prey on ev'rybody
So, why should you?
That's not rock an' roll
Well, the parasites and psychic vampires
To live in the gold fish bowl
I don't have no hit record
