"I'm just trying to make a buck like everyone else"
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Tom Waits drops this line like a cigarette ash: casual, dirty, and strangely revealing. On its face, "I'm just trying to make a buck like everyone else" is the oldest American alibi in the book, the shrug that turns ambition into survival. But coming from Waits, it’s a performance of anti-performance. He’s the guy mythologized as a barroom prophet, the patron saint of outsiders who sound allergic to commerce. So when he claims he’s only in it for the money, it lands as a jab at the audience’s need to keep him pure.
The intent is defensive and teasing at once. It punctures the romantic idea that art arrives untouched by bills, landlords, and the marketplace. Waits isn’t confessing greed; he’s refusing the purity test that fans and critics impose on artists they want to see as authentic, suffering, and therefore "real". The phrase "like everyone else" drags the listener down off the pedestal with him. No special pleading, no tortured-genius exemption.
Subtext: capitalism doesn’t care if you’re a poet in a porkpie hat. You still sell tickets, negotiate contracts, work the brand even when the brand is "I don’t do brands". Waits has always played with persona as much as melody, and this line exposes the wiring behind the mystique. It’s a wry reminder that even the most gravel-voiced outsider is still clocking in, except his timecard is a song.
The intent is defensive and teasing at once. It punctures the romantic idea that art arrives untouched by bills, landlords, and the marketplace. Waits isn’t confessing greed; he’s refusing the purity test that fans and critics impose on artists they want to see as authentic, suffering, and therefore "real". The phrase "like everyone else" drags the listener down off the pedestal with him. No special pleading, no tortured-genius exemption.
Subtext: capitalism doesn’t care if you’re a poet in a porkpie hat. You still sell tickets, negotiate contracts, work the brand even when the brand is "I don’t do brands". Waits has always played with persona as much as melody, and this line exposes the wiring behind the mystique. It’s a wry reminder that even the most gravel-voiced outsider is still clocking in, except his timecard is a song.
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| Topic | Money |
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