the song about me
(tune: the pub with no beer)

chorus:

Oh, it's awesome tonight on the stage all alone
Singing my poetry into this microphone
But there's nothin' so important so lovely you see
than to clap hands in awe to every song about me


1. Well, I stand on the stage, my guitar in my hands
Computer generated music, my backup band,
Oh, the audience is wild, this cold New Year's Eve
As they bask in the glory of the song about me.

2. I'm moaning and groaning and strumming along
Bestowing my gifts to this worshipping throng,
And the frowns on their faces quickly smile with glee
When they realise I'm singing another song about me

3. Now some people may complain the song has no name,
That my songs are no good, they all sound the same
But I'm the one who wrote them and I know you'll agree
It's a divine privilege to hear a song about me

4. Then in comes the drunkard, all covered with beer,
He pulls down a chair, and plops down his fat rear,
He burps out aloud, interrupting my key
He is showing no respect to the song about me

5. His glasses stand empty as he gets up to leave
My eyes open on shock it's so hard to believe
My soulful singing quickly turns into a plea
As I sing to an empty bar, The Song About Me.

nathan tompkins