Pleasing The Crowd Songtext

Maybe you didn't do the song right child Maybe the band played too loud The name of the game is pleasing the crowd And now you're crying on my shoulder But child for crying out loud The name of the game is pleasing the crowd You can never make 'em all happy You just try to keep tryin' Your shackles and freedoms are all in your mind So maybe you didn't do the song right child Maybe the band played too loud The name of the game is pleasing the crowd The name of the game is pleasing the crowd