i do well in a crowd
talk enough to earn my keep
my opinions i spout a bit too loud
but then again that's just me

i've not done myself any favors
as i hide behind it all
i've tried my luck at ordering out to lunch
but the order is much too tall

being the sound that's made
with a one-hand clap
as a matter of fact
i'm a one man band

it's not quite as simple as
cymbals, drums, guitar
when your hands are kept so busy that
you have to wonder who you are

when you can lose yourself in that crowd
on fire with gasoline  
starting out down for the count
before you even make the scene

being the sound that's made
with no slap on the back
as a matter of fact
i'm a one man band

no one sees the one true me
nor comes to the show
on the run, i've seen them come
but mostly seen them go

i've got a sound that often puts me down
rightly in my place
making it hard to see to find me
when you forget my name and can't place my face

being the sound that's made
with a one-hand clap
as a matter of fact
being a one man band