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