In the rooms he hasn't played
Are the ones that he's played twice
And the response is always generous
And the crowd is always nice
But he's made an honest living
And it might be four in the morning
But the radio sure plays his song
But they forgot to say the
They announced the show all wrong
The other night they said he is playing
Well, that's long, long gone,
Yeah, the night DJ said he was playin'
Well, that's long, long gone,
And his father is my neighbor's patient
My neighbor is a shrinker of head
For people who don't have the money
To shrink it themselves instead
And if it's music that tames
I'm going down to the shed
Yeah, if it's music it tastes,
I'm going down to the shed,
to see for a tongue, that's all.