We Pity the Dreamers Lyrics

The teenage musician sits alone in her chair

Daydreaming when an agent will appear

While the buff bartender serves cougars midday

And wonders how his big plans slipped away

And all these young hopefuls move out to LA

With no idea where they're gonna stay

Oh, oh, we pity the dreamers

Then we boo 'em off stage

Oh, oh, we pity the dreamers

And send 'em back to their minimum wage

The middle-aged comic mimes thrusting on stage

But it's really been years since he's been laid

He rides a desk in the daytime, trading hours for bread

To keep a roof over his little family's head

But his father on his deathbed whispered last words to his son

"You can fail even the safe route, so you might as well have fun"

And these words, they haunt him as he stays up at all hours of the night

'Cause all that's left to do is write

Now when they get their big break and their old life fades away

You would not believe the cruel things people say

"He was a freak in high school," "She puts out the first date"

As if in the public eye they're ours to rate

But despite all the money and the new house on the lake

Nothing can fill sorrow, least of all fame

Oh, oh, we pity the dreamers

Who take the paths all too unsure

Oh, oh, we pity the dreamers

But we all long for that life of allure