I saw a star, thought it was mine
Climbed to the light only to find
I couldn\'t reach the final strand
And no one there to hold my hand
So near, so far, so
... just be damned !
...don\'t give up the day job.
Some men they have a greater need
When bills are paid and all mouths feed
To make cathedrals of the mind
To shape life\'s clay in rows and lines
To search the soul and try to find
...but don\'t give up the day job.
The thousands who have gone before
Why would I find something more?
They strayed the path that all rats lead
To try to meet that deeper need
The chosen few are few indeed
...don\'t give up the day job.
But glad I tried to reach the sun
A bold attempt all said and done
A man with dreams to realise
A man that tried to actualize
Life\'s lesson taught and memorised
I won\'t give up the day job.