Make It All So Real - Steve Forbert

Take your seat in the table

Watch the cabaret fill

Ted came down for the singer

He saw the name on the bill

How the minutes were draggin', as the audience grew

Ted was growing impatient, as he swallowed his brew

«It's time to welcome the artist», he heard somebody say

Saw a face in the floodlight and ev’rything was ok…

Singer man, do your work

Sing your song

Make it hurt

Sing the tears

Sing the pain

Make it all so real

Then the singer was singing all his serious songs

And his band was a-playing;

Ted was hummin' along

Meanwhile back in a corner

There was a table for two

Where sat the singer’s cute lover

And she was drinkin' a few

All snuggled up with a stranger

Who had his hand on her thigh

She was receivin' his message

And gazing into his eyes…

Singer man, do your work

Sing your song

Make it hurt

Sing the tears

Sing the pain

Make it all so real

So the sound came a-rollin'

Tumblin' into the night

And all the people were ravin'

Saying, «Man our singer’s alright!»

And «Such a burnin' performer!»

«What a fabulous show!»

Little lover was stirrin'

She was ready to go

And while the singer was wailing she got up to depart

The crowd was stompin' and cheering

She was breakin' his heart…

Singer man, do your work

Sing your song, boy

Make it hurt

Sing the tears

Sing the pain

Make it all so real

Ted was feelin' terrific

As the crowd filtered out

Ravin' on 'bout the hero

There were whistles an' shouts

There was a guy with his sweetheart

Ted came walkin' on past

He could hear what was spoken

He could hear what she asked

She said, «Don't you envy the hero?»

And the fella answered his girl

«Yes, he’s the ultimate singer.

He’s on top of the world!»

Singer man, do your work

Sing your song

Make it hurt

Sing the tears

Sing the pain

Make (make) it (it) all (all) so (so) real (real)