The Beginning

[Verse 1]
Evicted for the third time now
Landlord said the neighbors are complaining
We don't call that music, son
You play too loud, we don't like the noise
I need a place to sing out loud
A conducive atmosphere
Thin-walled apartment living isn't helping my career

[Verse 2]
I found me back out in the streets
My Volkswagen was always breaking down
I was getting nowhere fast
I couldn't get my comeback off the ground
I'd been a one hit wonder, I had tasted sweet success
But all the things that came with fame had all been repossessed

[Verse 3]
The sacred cow said, "please step in"
When my tapes and I went knocking on her door
We think you've got potential, son, with what we've heard
Come back and play some more
I hoped they liked my demos, and it seems they did approve
Just "sign on the dotted line and we'll put you in the groove"