WHERE THE HEART IS

If you wanna be a star
And you wanna go real far
There’s a price to be reckoned with
Money will always be part of it!
Unless you starve for the art of it
And you’re apropos

Your friends say it won’t be long
Just make a record and market that song
Or hit the road in a tour van
The kids have no attention span!
Out of gas in the passing lane breeds
Artistic pain!

You’ve got to hit em where the heart is
It’s time to change that song
Rewrite and hit em where their heart was
We’re singing all day long
You’ve got to hit em where the heart is (Alternate vocals-higher pitch)
Even if yours is gone
Record and lock it to the beat cause
We’re singing all day long

you phone your agent
pitching dance hall punk
he says, that won’t sell
that won’t sell anymore
your friend’s gone commercial
well ain’t that the luck
his songs are featured with coke and fries
he’s got no arty alibis anymore

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you phone your agent
pitching white boy funk
he says, that won’t sell
that won’t sell anymore
your mom’s gone commercial
well ain’t that the luck
her songs are touted by talk show fakes
she won’t pay your rent or bake you cakes anymore


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CHORUS reprise