unfortunately (a template beleaguered)

as an artist there are some things you cannot say. such as, give me the simple life. 

To be precise:

I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
Why mess around with strife?
I never was cut out to step and strut out.
Give me the simple life.

There are artists who try to live simply, and yes, maybe that works. "Office artists" for one thing and artists with tidy wives. But in their psyches?

I suppose the song—to collapse song and singer—knows its thinking  wishful, too.