Egos Like Hairdos

I saw on the poster
 my name was printed
 just a little bit smaller
 I can tell you need to stand
 just a little bit taller
 no one ever talks about it
 but no one can disguise
 the cloud of competition
 that's hanging behind their eyes
 there's more bad blood
 in this bar than there is beer
 and it's subtle but it still sucks
 and I want out of here
 we got egos like hairdos
 they're different every day
 depending on how we slept the night before
 depending on the demons that are at our door
 they told me you wanted to play last
 every profession has its system of castes
 so they reverse the order we go on
 and then you stand at the bar
 and you talk through my songs
 we've got egos like hairdos
 they're different every day
 depending on how we slept the night before
 depending on the demons that are at our door
 everybody loves the underdog
 but no one wants to be him
 the press will fatten you up
 and then they'll dig their teeth in
 it's cool to discover someone
 it's hard to support them
 everyone is playing life
 like it's some stupid sport
 we got egos like hairdos
 they're different every day
 depending on how we slept the night before
 depending on the demons that are at our door
 I got my kitchen stocked
 I got my door unlocked
 there're no demons here
 and I don't really care
 whose name is printed in bigger type
 you know I live in a world full of hope
 not a world full of hype
 I ain't no saint
 I help myself to what I need
 but I help other people too
 y'know I sleep soundly