Tim Feehan: It ain't easy [lyrics]

Tim Feehan: It ain't easy [lyrics]

Tim Feehan

It ain't easy

I remember when I was told

Son you don't fit the mold

You're never gonna make it

Gotta be willin' to compromise

That's my advice

I hope you're gonna take it

What do you drive

What clothes do you wear

You just gotta do somethin'

With the style of your hair

It ain't easy to please everybody

It ain't easy just to be yourself

What they won't do to make you somebody

It ain't easy to be you

When they think you should be someone else

There's always someone better than you

Gonna tell you what to do

Makin' your decisions

You're just a face without a name

No choice but to play the game

Brother don't you listen

Don't bow to the pressure

For relief it may bring

When your back's to the wall

Just remember one thing

What car do you drive

What kind of clothes do you wear

Man, ya gotta do somethin' with the style of your hair

Go tell your story don't leave out a thing

Read all about it in a checkout magazine

CHORUS

It ain't easy to please everybody 

It ain't easy to win everytime

Anything goes if it makes them some money

It ain't easy to make everyone smile

It ain't easy

It ain't easy

Just to be yourself