The Singer - Butch Walker

I’m just the singer on the stage

It’s a job, but most think it’s not

Cause it’s not the factory

Or church on Sundays

Instead I’m in some parking lot

I’m waiting for an open sign

Gas station lights, it’s finally time

For a toilet that’ll flush

Here’s the key back, thank you much

I’ll slick my hair back with some stuff

So I can be the singer on the stage