(Liar, Liar)

Write your songs of love
Like the channel of the century
And I'm receiving like I'm meant to be impressed
By you
Following your lust
Like an intrepid adventurer
While you leave your trail of disaster

(chorus)
Sing it
Like you've never said it before
Mean it
With your wasted heart
Try to believe that there's
Something to stay for
But there's always before and after
For The Entertainer

Folds out on itself
Like a never-ending mystery
And I wonder will there ever be
Enough

To write your book of wrongs
And delight us like a bachelor
Is that why they call you
The Entertainer
(Chorus)