The thing is, the guy? The character of The Piano Man? He’s a fucking dick! He spends the entire song singing about every single person in this bar, boiling them down to one or two of their least desirable traits- which, by the way, he’s obviously been playing at this bar long enough to get to know all of them well enough to boil them down!- and then he sings about how great he is and how he’s the only joy in their miserable little lives!
I want to get the waitress who’s practicing politics, the men sharing a drink they call loneliness, the businessmen getting stoned, and we are gonna write a song called “The Piano Man is a Fucking Dick Who Thinks He’s Too Good to be Here!” Fuck that guy!
Yes. Exactly.
The thing is, the guy? The character of The Piano Man? He’s a fucking dick! He spends the entire song singing about every single person in this bar, boiling them down to one or two of their least desirable traits- which, by the way, he’s obviously been playing at this bar long enough to get to know all of them well enough to boil them down!- and then he sings about how great he is and how he’s the only joy in their miserable little lives!
I want to get the waitress who’s practicing politics, the men sharing a drink they call loneliness, the businessmen getting stoned, and we are gonna write a song called “The Piano Man is a Fucking Dick Who Thinks He’s Too Good to be Here!” Fuck that guy!