I went to see a record label
With my guitar on my back
I sang them my scars
All on a C chord
Yeah but, today to do it right
You gotta look like Jennifer
My music isn't sad enough
Looks-wise, I'm not that handsome
Today, to be anarchist
You need haute couture on your back
I guess today if you wanna please
You gotta look like a big dork
And if it sounds, that's already good
But when it sounds, I think it's cool
I'm sure as hell not gonna start dancing
I don't wanna learn how to sing
Because if that's art to you
Then I'm nowhere near being a star
They didn't seem to like it
I didn't let it throw me
I followed up with a D chord
They called Security
I guess today if you wanna please
You'd better shut up
And if it sounds, that's already good
But when it sounds, I think it's cool
I'm sure as hell not gonna start dancing
I don't wanna learn how to sing
Because if that's art to you
Then I'm nowhere near being a star
I would've liked to be an artist
So I could do my act
Chat up chicks backstage
Vomit my guts into a mic
Yeah but, today to seal the deal
First you gotta please your mom
Now I'm doing Obispo
I sing Love on a piano
I've got haute couture on my back
I take lessons in a castle
Today I might not be that proud
But I can say your mom digs me
All my songs are gonna blow up
And you, crowd, you're gonna love me
We agree that's not art
Yeah but today I'm a star