Art Is Dead

Song was stuck in my head all morning so I whipped this up.
I'll add more when I get a chance.

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 art is dead,    art is dead
 art is dead,    art is dead

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 entertainers like to seem complicated
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but we're not complicated
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i can explain it pretty easily
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have you ever been to a birthday party for children
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and one of the children won't stop screaming
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cause he's just a little attention attractor
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when he grows up to be a comic or actor
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he'll be rewarded for never maturing
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for never understanding or learning
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that every day can't be about him
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there's other people you selfish asshole

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i must be psychotic, i must be demented
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to think that i'm worthy of all this attention,
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of all of this money you worked really hard for
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i slept in late while you worked at the drug store.
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my drug's attention, i am an addict
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but i get paid to indulge in my habit
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it's all an illusion, i'm wearing make-up
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i'm wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up

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 art is dead, so people think you're funny
A
how do you get those people's money?
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 art is dead, we're rolling in dough
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while Carlin rolls in his grave, in his grave, in his grave.


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this show has got a budget, the show has got a budget
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and all the poor people way more deserving of the money won't budge it
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cause i wanted my name in lights. when i could have fed a family of four
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for forty fucking fortnights, forty fucking fortnights


i am an artist, please god forgive me
i am an artist, please don't revere me
i am an artist, please don't respect me
i am an artist, feel free to correct me

a self-centered artist, self-obsessed artist
i am an artist, i am an artist
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but i'm just a kid, i'm just a kid, i'm just a kid, kid
    A
and maybe i'll grow out of it