Lyrics Egos Like Hairdos

i saw on the poster
that my name was printed
just a little bit smaller
i can tell you need to stand
just a little bit taller
no one ever talks about it
but no one can disguise
the cloud of competition
that is hanging behind their eyes
there's more bad blood
in this bar
than there is beer
it's subtle but it still sucks
and i want out of here
we got egos like hairdos
they're different every day
depending on how we slept
the night before
depending on the demons
that are at our door
they told me you wanted
to play last
that every profession has a system of castes
so they reverse the order that we go on
then you stand at the bar and you
talk through my songs
we got egos like hairdos they're different
every day depending on how we slept
the night before
depending on the demons that are at our door
everyone loves the underdog
but no one wants to be him
they say the press will fatten you up
and then they'll dig their teeth in
it's cool to discover someone
it's hard to support them everyone is playing life
like it is some stupid sport
we got egos like hairdos they're different every day
depending on how we slept the night before
depending on the demons
that are at our door
i got my kitchen stocked, i got my door unlocked
there ain't no demons here and i don't really care
whose name is printed in bigger type
i live in a world full of hope
not a world full of hype
i ain't no saint i help
myself to what i need
but i help other people too
you know i sleep soundly