I wonder why they let me play here
And if they'r feeling my songs
Is their something I should say here
To get them tapping along
Their's a room in the back
Where they watch through a crack
For the punchlines of jokes that they made
I never tire, and enjoy the free lemon-aid
I wonder why they let me play here
Is their some kind of delay here
My guess is karma caught up
Are their still dues I got to pay here
Can't get no love in this club
The DJ is whack
And they're asking him back
To spin songs I could never write