Текст песни Attila's Blues

Show biz train, baby won't you climb on board. Is your manager managing to manage for the best Or is he making out fine for himself Does your record label bring you in with trumpets and horns Just to pack you back away on the shelf Is your lawyer lyin' to you, do you really want to know As your agent waiting home for his pay, pay, pay Welcome one and all now to show show business Wouldn't have it any other way. Got some people lining up for seven days before you come But then your house is full of empty chairs Are you finding self-importance in the things that you've done You're findin' out that no one really cares Do the people buy your records, do they play them on the air ... But the warehouse must be where they stay Welcome one and all down to show show business Wouldn't have it any other way. Show biz train, baby won't you climb on board. Well have you ever had an aardvark sandwich Have you ever had a seagull stew I had a pet pitiful penguin and I made him watch the six o'clock news And shine my shoes I got the