Twenty-one and now
I'm starting to realize
Comedy does't pay the bills
But music does
I'd rather be a jester than a troubadour
So comedy I must put my heart into more
Because after all that guitar playing,
Boy are my hands sore
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 2:54 PM UTC
Twenty-one and now
I'm starting to realize
Comedy does't pay the bills
But music does
I'd rather be a jester than a troubadour
So comedy I must put my heart into more
Because after all that guitar playing,
Boy are my hands sore
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