Majoring in Theatre Was Probably a Bad Idea

Lyrics

They say there's money in sales, why don't you give it a try? You can't expect to do theatre for all of your life It's not a Panda Express or a Barne's & Noble It'll keep your wallet lined and your belly full And that's more than I can say right now 'Cause I wanna buy my pretty girlfriend, a pretty house Wrapping cables with a hard hat on, it never paid the bills That's 'cause Broadway's for rich kids with time to kill Keep the internet on, keep the heat turned up Snuggled up under the covers just you, me, and our laptop Take the dogs for a walk in the blistering cold Never thought I would like it when I was living in New Mexico But I guess that I can say that now Got my winter coat on and it's so cold out Wrapping cables with a hard hat on, it never paid the bills That's 'cause broadway's for rich kids with time to kill And I think I'm happier now than I ever was in the desert heat In the blistering sun, I guess everything up to now has been bullshit There's no money in music, I should just give it up Who wants to listen to me whine, who wants to check out the Bandcamp? But the last thing that Susan Larson ever said? If I stop writing songs then I'll probably end up dead But now I think I'm so proud I stole this guitar, I'm singing loud Wrapping cables with a hard hat on, it never paid the bills That's 'cause Broadway's for rich kids with time to kill And I think I'm happier now than I ever was in the desert heat In the blistering sun, I guess everything up to now has been bullshit And I think I'm happier now than I ever was in the desert heat In the blistering sun, I guess everything up to now has been bullshit