War Of Art

I don't do it for the money

I don't do it for the fame

I don't do it so I can see the bright lights

Spell out my name

But I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't wanna hear my songs

On a jukebox in a jukebox kinda bar

Guess I'm just another soldier

Fightin' a war of art

And I love the pretty girls and how they sway

In rhythm when I play

And I'll take a free cold beer everytime

They set one on a stage

And if that was the only reason why I do it

Then why I do it wouldn't get me very far

I guess you can't pick your battles

When you fight the war of art

It's hard to shine in a sky full of stars

Still be who you are

When you fight the war of art

If a bullet was a song, and this guitar was a gun

I'd knock 'em dead

Most nights it feels like I'm the one

Up here bleedin' red

And I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, I'm just hopin' that my broken

Puts some hope in another broken heart

Yeah, I'm just another soldier

Fightin' a war of art

It's hard to shine in a sky full of stars

Still be who you are

When you fight the war of art

I don't do it for the money

I don't do it for the fame