You Just Told Me Everything
Written by John Galantini
Every other Thursday night You turn up at the open mic The rudest person in the room Talking over every tune Your entourage has come along To hear you sing the same four songs So later when the stage is yours You’ll get silence and applause
But you don’t deserve it It’s really not worth it And I don’t need to hear you sing You just told me everything
If you watch what others do You might learn a thing or two Their pouring out their heart and soul In the name of Rock 'n' Roll So where’s your sense of courtesy? Total lack of empathy You seek that which you have not earned Giving nothing in return
And you don’t deserve it It’s really not worth it And I don’t need to hear you sing You just told me everything
That song was in its provenance And you just crushed his confidence Maybe you meant no offence But you don’t stop and think about the consequence
Your good looks may get you far Cos that’s how shallow people are So take your place among the best, The insolent and self-obsessed But why not listen to this song? Find out where you’re going wrong? Hear this line, if nothing else: Why don’t you go fuck yourself?
You know you deserve it However you choose serve it I don’t need to hear you sing You just told me everything