Lately I keep getting commissioned
To write more Scripts
Paint yet more canvases
Dance another step
And spit another rhyme
Or pound another beat
Explaining when someone says
The famous author refused their pen
A musician runs out of rhythm
Some painter's paint dries up
'Tough' lyricists get tongue tied
Or dancers are afraid of stamping on the ground
That I only get a pat on the back
After picking up their slack
And frankly I'm tired of getting no recognition shown
While they gossip of consummation
Leaving me to work alone
If you plan to keep me
Then better stop shuffling your feet
You're about to have another empty designation
Only two steps away from handing in my resignation
Then you really will have to find a new office lacky