Mr. Sing-A-Long He Ain't Found the Key Somewhere in the Neighborhood Pitch ain’t finding me I'm Mr. Sing-A-Long Yeah, yea, yea, yea, yeah Singing strong to every tune Coming through the FM dial Thought I sounded just like them For a little while Everybody had opinions Most weren’t hard to understand Turns out what I heard in my head Didn’t sound the way I’d planned So I made the bathroom my arena Linoleum stage and all The echo always cheered the loudest When nobody else would call Couldn’t find the melody Couldn’t always sing in key But somewhere in that little bathroom Music started finding me He ain’t found the key And he don’t seem to care He’s somewhere in the neighborhood But it ain’t exactly there I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long Never got it quite right Still getting lost between the notes Most every night I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long Still. A. Little. Off. Funny how the songs I couldn’t sing Are the songs they’re singing now Turned pain into pages Turned scars into lines Turned long sleepless nights Into reasons to rhyme Turned life into bars Turned hope into chords Turned every closed door Into something worth recording Turned pain into gains Turned losses into lessons Turned all my overthinking Into expressions and confessions Turns out every broken moment Had a place where it belonged Waiting to become a story Waiting to become a song I still ain’t found the key And I don’t seem to care I’m somewhere in the neighborhood But I ain’t exactly there I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long Never got it quite right Still getting lost between the notes Most every night I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long Still. A. Little. Off. Funny how the songs I couldn’t sing Are the songs they’re singing now Maybe music ain’t perfection Maybe it ain’t pitch control Maybe it’s a voice that’s honest Maybe it’s a heart and soul Maybe every wrong note mattered Maybe every missed refrain ’Cause the songs that mean the most to us Usually come wrapped in pain Maybe all those years of singing Just a little out of key Were the things that helped me find The songs inside of me I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long Never got it quite right Still getting lost between the notes Most every night I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long Still. A. Little. Off. Funny how the songs I couldn’t sing Are the songs they’re singing now Yeah the songs I couldn’t sing Are the songs they’re singing now He ain’t found the key And he don’t seem to care He’s somewhere in the neighborhood But now everybody’s there I’m Mr. Sing-A-long I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long I’m Mr. Sing-A-Long
