Top Of The Bottom Lyrics - Who Was Changed & Who Was Dead (bonus Cd) - John Wesley Harding

I started 

Playing guitar by the town memorial 

All my songs were singing editorials 

And when I'd done, the sermon on the mount 

I counted my change and put it in my bank account 

I didn't want to work at the local abbatoir 

So I left home, expanded my repertoire 

I did some gigs, No one booed 

I got free beer and I drank it with gratitude 

Once I started I couldn't stop 

That's how I got from 

The bottom to the top 

A businessman with a very young dolly bird 

Talked through the set, liked what he thought he heard 

Dropped some names he claimed to represent 

And asked me if I had any management 

Well two weeks later, I'm signing on the dotted line 

Offered some drugs, at first I declined 

Lots of parties where the spread's incredible 

But don't get close 'cause the food's inedible 

And I became a spinning top 

That's how I got from 

The bottom to the top of the bottom 

I got a sweet deal and I moved to America 

I fell in love with an heiress called Erica 

Started out smart, soon got silly 

I partied by the pool and then arrest for necrophilia 

News travels fast like electricity 

A bad mug shot, it's good publicity 

I laid low for a month or two 

And spent my dough building a recording studio 

And that's when it all went pop 

That's how I got from 

The bottom to the top of the bottom 

The label and Payola got me in the charts 

My new management had me by the private parts 

I went on strike, took the initiative 

Forgetting that I didn't have a single thing to bargain with 

I lost my nerve, my fall was glorious 

The lawsuit was eternal and laborious 

My new material was only fair to middling 

Rome was burning and I did some fiddling 

And finally, I was dropped 

That's how I got back from 

The bottom to the top of the bottom 

On the way down people tend to leave you where you fall 

I tried to stand up but I didn't have the wherewithal 

I nearly died in a cab one day 

So I swapped my bourbon for a bottle full of perrier 

There were rumors about my sexuality 

The video star, killed by reality 

Next thing I know I'm on my knees 

Begging the camera, "Will you vote me off the island please?" 

But the world forgives a flop 

That's how I got back from 

The bottom to the top of the bottom 

O well all that exposure and the phone starts to ring again 

I experienced the strange urge to sing again 

Well not long ago I was a boy with a dream 

I reacquaint myself with a razor and some shaving cream 

Look at me I'm ripe for rediscovery 

All I need is Mary to mother me 

On the tenth green I was way over par 

My partner offered me a tour in Jesus Christ, Superstar 

And that's when the penny dropped 

That's how I got back back from 

The bottom to the top of the bottom 

Well we toured all over the states of America 

I got a picture of my son from Erica 

My parents wrote, "Since you disappeared, 

Hard to believe but it's just been one year," 

Now it's back to ale and cakes again 

I wonder if I'll make the same mistakes again 

I hope that you've enjoyed this tutorial 

There's another busker who was playing the memorial 

I'm getting bored of talking shop 

That's how I got back from 

The bottom to the top of the bottom 

To the top of the bottom 

To the top of the bottom