Lyrics

If you're not sure if your life is art Try a frame on for size Look at yourself from end to start See how you look through other people's eyes You suspect that she might be a masterpiece On the ceiling of a church somewhere But you don't like entering churches So you look at her on the web Go spin your web And lie in the sun You've made your bed And you've made it for no one If you're not sure if your life is a show Changе the channel and see wherе you go When you're ready with the Great Comeback I'll be waiting with the laugh track You suspect your whole life is a tragedy But I hope you live for a long, long time If there's a trick to switch your life to a comedy Do you really think you'll find it online? Go spin your web And lie in the sun You've made your bed And you've made it for no one Alfred was fine, driving the car 'Cause he knew Bruce had a plan And I know you've gotta, I know you've gotta I know you're not Batman, but you're a good man If you're not sure if you're doing ok Do what you can everyday Don't let obstacles get in your way Remember what God would say "I'm not real so I can't move these rocks for you And you're more than welcome to pray But you are real so you must do what you must do Act now, do not delay" Don't spin your web You can ask someone for help You've made your bed And some day you won't sleep by yourself