I hear you’re having a hard time as a hero
Being in a rock and roll band is nothing slight
I hear you got home and almost broke down crying
’cos you thought about the way you were last night

And they won’t even listen to your words
And they can’t even come to terms
You’ll pour your soul out ’cos you’re paid to
But they won’t even hear your shriek
Miss entertainer, they’ll be back again next week

I hear you’re working hard on your first single
I hear you got them falling at your feet
I hear you’re working hard at staying sane and sober
Miss entertainer, I hear you’re pretty beat

And you’re hanging by one hand
And you want to leave that band
You’ll pour your soul out ’cos you have to
But they won’t even hear your shriek
Miss entertainer, they’ll be back again next week

You’ll pour your soul out ’cos you’re paid to
But they won’t even hear your shriek
Miss entertainer, they’ll be back again next week
Miss entertainer, they’ll be back again next week
Miss entertainer, I’ll be back again next week