Performing under a**umed names At the club where you first played Your awkward charm now utterly gone So utterly gone Replaced with deep disengagement As a defense against pain It's misconstrued as a force Developed to keep guest lists short And we recall how you'd hate this: Comparing tips with the waitress Oh, I know, I know who Keeps coming up with all these stupid rules Local celebrities on a bigger stage Local celebrities when they're tossed that way We feel you owe us some token For the contract you've broken By not remaining wedded to themes You explored in your teens But time will leave art debased And it will annihilate all traces Of the unbridled rush that we'd get From those manic early sets From waving ironic lighters To catching up on our nightmares But I know, I know who Keeps coming up with all these stupid rules Local celebrities on a bigger stage Local celebrities when they're tossed that way The lighting alters its texture And everyone's past is right there And at the same time utterly gone So utterly gone...