Art Is For Amateurs (feat. Bug Hunter & the Narcissist Cookbook)

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter And you know that money's for managers Yeah I know that money's for managers I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Two spots and ten thousand challengers And I know that money's for managers But goddamit, art is for amateurs They call us back on stage so we hit 'em with a classic The massive hit we writ before the music found the masses Tried half a dozen albums to recapture all the magic I loved your latest single (Wait, are you being sarcastic?) Maybe all the labels put a damper on the passion Or maybe at a certain age it's hard to make it happen Anyways, I may take a class or learn to meditate Anything to keep from sayin' "damn he peaked at 28" I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter And you know that money's for managers Yeah I know that money's for managers I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Two spots and ten thousand challengers And I know that money's for managers But goddamit, art is for amateurs I know it's warranted and awesome as an option it's Just a prenup is a bummer of a document Take the butterflies and lovey eyes and beat it, please Make a marriage feel like lawyer fees and legalese But I assert it is worth it for the vows Not the doweries or endowments (or for the decorative towels) You can sign the dotted line to show the government you doubled up But don't forget the sweaty palms or leave behind the puppy love I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter And you know that money's for managers Yeah I know that money's for managers I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Two spots and ten thousand challengers And I know that money's for managers But goddamit, art is for amateurs You see the thing is The further you get from a cheap guitar, Three bar chords and tape deck And making your art for the fun and the sake of it The more space you just make for the bullshit So spare a thought for the middle-man Who couldn't make anything but bank, thanks champ, But I need a rhyme and a hook, not a tie and a suit I'm all in man, this is all that I know how to do I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter And you know that money's for managers Yeah I know that money's for managers I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Two spots and ten thousand challengers And I know that money's for managers But goddamit, art is for amateurs I sit by the phone but I haven't heard Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter And you know that money's for managers Yeah I know that money's for managers Don't stop when you're blocked and you can't rehearse Don't abandon the band when you're bad at first Put the pen in your hand and get back to work Cause goddamit, art is for amateurs