DRESDEN

The microphone's on

Can you comp my drink now?

This is supposed to be MY time

But I don't know how

- To get things going

When the crowd is just loud

And they're rude and looming

So will you comp my drink now?

Cuz' I can't be funny

Without alcohol.

I'll thank you though

For this chance I'm given

Cuz' you haven't heard

Half the jokes I've written

Some were written in sand

Some were written on napkins

Some were written in blood

Some were written with venom

And if you all will calm down now

You'll get to hear them

But first that heckler in the back

Should receive a good beating

Everyone's a critic

But they don't know

All the effort I've put

Into tonight's show

These stage lights are hot

And I can only see

The first row

(Pretty sure that asshole

In the back

Is someone I know)

So relax and shut up

I'll be here all night

I'm sure to entertain

If the mood is ALL right

If you'll just close your eyes

And step into the light

I'll start with my flow

And I'll keep the lines tight

Just empty yourself

Try to hear my confession

And I'll fill you back up

Thanks for coming

I’m Dresden