What will it take for them to leave it alone? Don’t they understand I’m just a guy who sings songs?
I got no hit record Man, I don’t do no TV shows, no TV shows And I don’t have no reason to Live in a goldfish bowl
I’m just doin’ my gigs And I’m on and off the road Everything I say is not meant to be Taken like set in stone ‘Cause they call me a celebrity Baby, that doesn’t mean it’s true Doesn’t mean it’s true ‘Cause I don’t believe in any myth, people So why should you?
I’m singin’ jazz, blues, and funk, some rock and roll Folk music with a beat and a whole lot of soul
I ain’t got no hit record Man, I don’t do no TV shows, no TV shows And I don’t have no reason to Live in a goldfish bowl, goldfish bowl
Well there’s parasites and psychic vampires Preyin’ on the… public at large Castin’ their dark shadow Onto everyone else And the media barons Play on a lower key And they prey on everybody Prey on you and me
I’m singin’ jazz, blues, and funk, some rock and roll Folk music with a beat and a whole lot of soul
I, I, I ain’t got no hit record Man, I don’t do no TV shows, no TV shows So I ain’t got no reason to Live in a goldfish bowl No reason, no reason, no reason
So I ain’t got no reason to Live in a goldfish bowl Good evening, friends