Breadwinner

(Ben Musser)

© 2017 Mohinga Music ASCAP

You are no breadwinner

You will not wear a crown

Someday someone is going to own you

make you put your ego down

Maybe you’ll find it’s a woman

who laps you each other turn

or maybe it’s just a man who knows better

requires you to deal with the burn

So you’re a man, who wears it on his sleeve

trust me to believe, the scene unfolds

the room swallows it down

Maybe it’s just me and my sensitive way

like my mother feels the pain

so far away from where you think you stand

Bend down to me

and you will start to see how bright

the road ahead can gleam

bleak are the chapters

facing your ass as you walk straight by

one step ahead of your past

Go on out and kill your dinner

and feed from food till your right

But either way don’t you go and grow hungry

cause your pride can’t feed your belly

and your head each night

Plagued by lack of ambition

and words that come from the bed

You sell yourself short to the lowball offer

then go home and play pretend

So you’re a man, who wears it on his sleeve

trust me to believe, the scene unfolds

the room swallows it down

Maybe it’s just me and my sensitive way

like my mother feels the pain so far away

from where you think you stand

Bend down to me

you might start to see how bright

the road ahead can gleam

Bleak are the chapters

facing your ass as you walk straight by

one step ahead of your past

two steps ahead of your past

It’s clear you long for what i’ve got

like the stubborn seed glares at the dirt all night

Just get in the garden

Leave unpardoned heartaches behind

Bend down to me

you will start to see how bright

the road ahead can gleam

there’s dirt on the windows

facing your ass as you walk straight by

one step ahead of your past

two steps ahead of your past

© 2017 Mohinga Music ASCAP

Ben Musser: lead & harmony vocals, cowbell,

steel string guitars, shaker, brushes, feedback

Leif Routman: upright bass

Brian Geltner: drum kit