I’m In The Twilight of A Mediocre Career

I’m In The Twilight of A Mediocre Career
No Screaming Fans Yet I Persevere
My Songs are not sung by Millions of Teens
My Face doesn’t grace the Hip Magazines

Fifty Dollar Gigs Oh I’ve had My Share
Back in The Day I even Had Hair
So Write Your Request on the back of a Ten
I’ll Play That Old Song Over and Over again

I’m In the Twilight of a Mediocre Career
Don’t Make Much Money
Yet to These Rules I Adhere
Won’t Work For Food , Exposure or Beer
I’m In the Twilight of a Mediocre Career

Don’t Ride to Gigs in a Limo Man
I Drive Myself in a Broken Down Van
Playing for Folks as They Chew on Food
Soft Tinkling Music for Setting the Mood

No Groupies Throwing Keys of Brassiers
It Could be Much Worse so Please Don’t Shed Tears
My Mother Said , Be an Engineer
I Didn’t Listen So I wound Up Here

I’m In the Twilight of a Mediocre Career
Don’t Make Much Money
Yet to These Rules I Adhere
Won’t Work For Food , Exposure or Beer
I’m In the Twilight of a Mediocre Career