The Gig

[Verse 1]

When we got to the gig, well, the venue was closed forever

So we drove through the night and we stayed outside of Denver

But I couldn’t sleep at the thought of our impending failure

Oh, such a sad, sick game we play

Trading stories and keeping score

And I don’t know what I’m doing anymore

[Verse 2]

When we got to the lobby they said breakfast was closed at 11

We said it’s only 10:30 and we only got in at 7

She said there’s a Denny’s across the road if you wanna chance the 111

So now I’m crossing this old highway

For some coffee and scramblеd eggs

And I don’t know what I’m doing anymore

[Chorus]

Yes I told mysеlf I was smart

And I would follow my stupid heart

With no proof that I was qualified at all

And people told me I was ready-made

But what did they know anyway?

They were sweet, but their lives were simple and small

And I took it to mean my ticket to my dreams was called

[Verse 3]

When we got to the car well the car wouldn’t start for nothing

So we pushed it into second and we somehow got it running

And we got to the gig by the skin of our teeth, it was something

Oh such sad sick songs we play

Trading stories and keeping score

And I don’t know what I’m doing anymore

[Chorus]

Yes I told myself I was smart

And I would follow my stupid heart

With no proof that I was qualified at all

And people told me I was ready-made

But what did they know anyway?

They were sweet, but their lives were simple and small

And I took it to mean my ticket to my dreams was called