Lyrics

I'm not in your world You're the top guy You look at a guy like me and think "Does he have a job?" What does this guy do that's so special anyway? Can there be some kind of mistake? He's always down at the café Spent ten years studying at school Now I see this guy with a new car I can't believe this fool Yeah, I got the answer to your question Oh yeah, there goes my ego There goes my ego I know you get up real early And you go to work all day I'm sitting at home with my guitar Can't hear a thing You sit at the movies yeah, Hollywood I'm thinking of naming a song as "There Goes My Ego" There goes my ego Do you have any friends That you can call friends? Everyone's on a payroll Is it all pretend? When you sell a couple million records People see you so differently Tell me, how do you change stuff? Are you still the same? Do you get a gold wide shore? Do you get a pension? What can I tell you? There goes my ego There goes my ego Yeah I call engine Or just a can Oh yeah, there's that ass can I'm still walking down there Anyways Nice chat Have a nice day You still playin' music? Good song, you play anymore? You still playin' gigs? Who am I?