Art Is For Amateurs

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter

And you know that money's for managers

Yeah I know that money's for managers

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Two spots and ten thousand challengers

And I know that money's for managers

But goddamit, art is for amateurs

They call us back on stage so we hit 'em with a classic

The massive hit we writ before the music found the masses

Tried half a dozen albums to recapture all the magic

I loved your latest single (Wait, are you being sarcastic?)

Maybe all the labels put a damper on the passion

Or maybe at a certain age it's hard to make it happen

Anyways, I may take a class or learn to meditate

Anything to keep from sayin' "damn he peaked at 28"

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter

And you know that money's for managers

Yeah I know that money's for managers

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Two spots and ten thousand challengers

And I know that money's for managers

But goddamit, art is for amateurs

I know it's warranted and awesome as an option it's

Just a prenup is a bummer of a document

Take the butterflies and lovey eyes and beat it, please

Make a marriage feel like lawyer fees and legalese

But I assert it is worth it for the vows

Not the doweries or endowments (or for the decorative towels)

You can sign the dotted line to show the government you doubled up

But don't forget the sweaty palms or leave behind the puppy love

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter

And you know that money's for managers

Yeah I know that money's for managers

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Two spots and ten thousand challengers

And I know that money's for managers

But goddamit, art is for amateurs

You see the thing is

The further you get from a cheap guitar,

Three bar chords and tape deck

And making your art for the fun and the sake of it

The more space you just make for the bullshit

So spare a thought for the middle-man

Who couldn't make anything but bank, thanks champ,

But I need a rhyme and a hook, not a tie and a suit

I'm all in man, this is all that I know how to do

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter

And you know that money's for managers

Yeah I know that money's for managers

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Two spots and ten thousand challengers

And I know that money's for managers

But goddamit, art is for amateurs

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard

Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter

And you know that money's for managers

Yeah I know that money's for managers

Don't stop when you're blocked and you can't rehearse

Don't abandon the band when you're bad at first

Put the pen in your hand and get back to work

Cause goddamit, art is for amateurs