Another line, another queue
Winding through the crowded mall
To another face with more than a trace
Of having seen, seen it all
He's faded and jaded
An almost forgotten star
Signing copies of his latest
An unreliable memoir, cause
Everybody has a story to sell
Everybody has a tale to tell
Somebody has a dream that's not going well
So why not write it down
Make a little money to go around
Make a little money from the lost and found
Everybody has a story to sell
Another line, another queue
Winding through the polling booth
Past another face with more than a trace
Of needing something, something to prove
He's hazy and lazy
A pretender and a fake
Signing copies of his latest
Another litany of mistakes, cause
Everybody has a story to sell
Everybody has a tale to tell
Somebody has a dream that's not going well
So why not write it down
Make a little money to go around
Make a little money from the lost and found
Everybody has a story to sell
Another line, another queue
Winding through the music store
To another face with more than a trace
Of wanting so, so much more
She's inspired and wired
A shining star on the rise
Signing copies of her latest
Another album of surprise, cause
Everybody has a song to sell
Everybody has an iTune as well
Somebody has a dream that's going well
So why not write it down
And make a little money to go around
Make a little money from the lost and found, cause
Everybody has a song to sell