Ego
I′m not in your world
You're the top guy
You look at a guy like me and think
"Does he have a job?"
What does this guy do that′s so special, anyway?
Can there be some kind of mistake, he's always down at the café
Spent ten years studying, at school
Now I see this guy with a new car, I can't believe this fool
Yeah I got the answer to your question
Aw yeah, there goes my ego (There goes my ego)
There goes my ego
I know you get up real early
And you go to work all-day
I′m sitting at home with my guitar
Can′t hear a thing
You sit at the movies yeah, Hollywood
I'm thinking of naming a song as:
"There goes my ego" (There goes my ego)
There goes my ego
Do you have any friends
That you can call friends?
Everyone′s on a payroll
Is it all pretend?
When you sell a couple million records
It means I see it so differently
Tell me, how do you change stuff?
Are you still the same?
Do you get a gold wide shore?
Do you get a pension?
What can I tell you?
There goes my ego (There goes my ego)
There goes my ego
Yeah
I call engine
Or just a can
Aw yeah, there's that asscan
I′m still walking down there
Anyways
Nice chat
Have a nice day
You still playin' music?
Good song, you play any more?
You still playin′ gigs?
Who am I?
