Make It All So Real

(album: Jackrabbit Slim - 1979)

Take your seat in the table
Watch the cabaret fill
Ted came down for the singer
He saw the name on the bill
How the minutes were dragging, as the audience grew
Ted was growing impatient, as he swallowed his brew
"It's time to welcome the artist", he heard somebody say
Saw a face in the floodlight and ev'rything was ok...

Singer man, do your work
Sing your song
Make it hurt
Sing the tears
Sing the pain
Make it all so real

Then the singer was singing all his serious songs
And his band was a-playing
Ted was humming along
Meanwhile back in a corner
There was a table for two
Where sat the singer's cute lover
And she was drinking a few
All snuggled up with a stranger
Who had his hand on her thigh
She was receiving his message
And gazing into his eyes...

Singer man, do your work
Sing your song
Make it hurt
Sing the tears
Sing the pain
Make it all so real

So the sound came a-rolling
Tumbling into the night
And all the people were raving
Saying, "Man our singer's alright!"
And "Such a burning performer!"
"What a fabulous show!"
Little lover was stirring
She was ready to go
And while the singer was wailing she got up to depart
The crowd was stomping and cheering
She was breaking his heart...

Singer man, do your work
Sing your song, boy
Make it hurt
Sing the tears
Sing the pain
Make it all so real

Ted was feeling terrific
As the crowd filtered out
Raving on 'bout the hero
There were whistles an' shouts
There was a guy with his sweetheart
Ted came walking on past
He could hear what was spoken
He could hear what she asked
She said, "Don't you envy the hero?"
And the fella answered his girl
"Yes, he's the ultimate singer. He's on top of the world!"

Singer man, do your work
Sing your song
Make it hurt
Sing the tears
Sing the pain
Make (make) it (it) all (all) so (so) real (real)