BROCKZEMAN: MUSIC

You can shoot me if it ain t so
But there ain t nothing on the radio
Just the same old same old
You ve heard before
So I tuned up my six string
Wrote a couple of songs to sing
May not sound so pretty
But it s all I know
The radioman said they were pretty good
And I started knocking on wood
He said, I d like to help you if I could
But your sound ain t selling these days
And I bet if Hank were alive today
He couldn t make it on the airwaves
They d say son, your sound is too yesterday
And this here is today

These days your songs won t get heard
Unless you sing like a bird
And you look good in your brand new video
Good thing Hank ain t alive today
He s probably rolling over in his grave
To know there ain t nothing
On the radio

Hell, it s all too clear to me
I d have to get plastic surgery
Go to the gym five times a week
And cut out my soul
I d have to wear designer clothes of course
Drive around in a new porche
Then there s just the matter of my voice
Before I m on the radio