I’m on a roll, out of controlAnother one night standI can’t get away ’cause I’m on displayBut I can’t see you, manSmile for the cameras, smile for the fansSign their records and shake their handsTry to stay healthy, try to get laidMake it to the show, that’s the tradeThat’s the tradeThat’s the tradeI sleep all day on the freewayOn the bus between each gigI’m making my living singing my songsDoing my thing, digI had a dream, So I made some plansThings have a way of working outI found a few people and formed a bandTaught myself to shoutSmile for the cameras, smile for the fansSign their records and shake their handsTry to stay healthy, try to get laidMake it to the show, that’s the tradeThat’s the tradeThat’s the tradeWrite down stuff you feel strongly aboutOthers may feel the sameAnd before you know it, you might be a big starAnd everyone will know your nameWhen you learn the tradeAnd you’re on displayEveryone knows that nameEveryone knows our nameEveryone knows my name