Don't Be An Artist Lyrics

Welcome to the world where you can be what you want

We've got engineers and doctors here so don't try to flaunt it

There's so many things you could possibly be, nothing's off limits except for one thing

You could be a manager, and give all the orders on construction jobs, sayin "what a performance"

You can build skyscrapers into the clouds, and find the best way to get everyone down

So many paths you could take

Which way will you go, what will you choose?

I know that I can't name 'em all

But I'm dang well gonna try

And in this crazy world of ours, I've got one piece of advice

You don't have to be the absolute smartest but whatever you do

Don't be an artist

I could be an engineer, that would be a great career

Psychology sounds pretty neat, but all that talk puts me to sleep

Anesthesiology much too long of a name for me

Professor of biology, explain that one more time please

It's all up to preference how much of this song you'll reference while looking up career options and wondering how we got at

This point in our lives when all we do is lie awake at night thinking "I'm running out of time"

So many paths you could take

Which way will you go, what will you choose?

I know that I can't name 'em all

But I'm dang well gonna try

And in this crazy world of ours, I've got one piece of advice

You don't have to be the absolute smartest but whatever you do

Don't be an artist

You can't make a living with the sound of your voice, but of course you can be anything 'cause you have a choice

Those doodles that you draw won't get you very far, you'll end up not having the money to keep your car

I'm trying to discourage you if you couldn't tell, so that all your bank accounts actually look pretty well

As for me, I'm not an artist, all I do is play guitar, then forget to go to school and end up singing in the bar

Then I go home and start to draw and not focus on work at all

Hey, I made a cool oc! My work is catching up to me.

One day at the fridge and spot a little note, saying to myself "make sure you remember to buy a tote for all your paints and pens and other random loose ends"

I was hungry but now I'm curious as to how these words end

It said "you need more picks you lost a lot the other day"

Haha, big surprise, out loud I said "no way"

"Yeah you also new strings for your guitar, the old ones have wore out you know that you can't get very far"

And in my head as I stood there looking down that long list, I thought to myself…

Oh crap, I might be an artist.

So many paths I could take

Which way will I go

What will I choose

I know that I can't do everything

But I'm dang well gonna try

And in this crazy world of ours

Have you got any advice?

I know that I'm not the absolute smartest

But what I choose to do

Is be an artist