Doom & Gloom Busker lyrics

i gave my money to a busker
his voice was weak but his song was real
the weary train emptied their pockets
i guess you know the truth when you hear it
and i'd rather be an awful singer
than be a liar

i gave the idols a run for their money
cause i could dance with a mic in my hand
and i knocked em' dead while i was singing for god
not just another boy in band

but now the current life which i'm living
is far removed from that gullible kid

you know that i can't pretend
you know that i've always been
i've been myself whoever it is i am at the time

i gave my money to a busker
cause these days the truth won't get you paid
and i've come to grips with my own fate now
and i've got a basket full of golden eggs
and i'm glad i'm not an awful singer
or a liar