My arms folded in silent contemplation
Oblivious to the throng immersed in my own inner song
You felt you could rewrite history when
Next of all you walk straight into a lamppost
It's so so good to be alive!
What was once your call to arms
A thing of ultimate importance
Reduced now to a slogan
Crudely sprayed upon a wall
I'm talking my ball and going home
What's the point in getting rich
If you can't hoard it all alone?
The art world is fussy
The art world is a hussy
The art world is full of fringes
The art world is full of binges
And bad skin the art world is fussy
The art world is a hussy
The art world is full of fringes
The art world is full of binges
And bad skin look within
Look within look within a rin tin tin
Wired to the stars on some energy drink
You tell me how to live my life
And how to fix the human kitchen sink
We call a world well I forgive you for being so tactless
And unknowingly absurd how many like to you have
How many likes do I have
How many likes to you have
What a beautiful currency
We're so clever young and free
The art world is fussy
The art world is a hussy
The art world is full of fringes
The art world is full of binges
And bad skin the art world is fussy
The art world is a hussy
The art world is full of fringes
The art world is full of binges
And bad skin look within
Look within look within a rin tin tin
The dice man walked for you
The dice man walked for you
The dice man walked for me
Dice man walked for thee
Vibrations cinnamon buns hand laid stone for all of us
Commemorate me with a kiss
Think of me over tea about the things you missed
Vibrations cinnamon buns hand laid stone for all of us
Commemorate me with a kiss
Think of me over tea about the things you missed
The art world is fussy
The art world is a hussy
The art world is full of fringes
The art world is full of binges
And bad skin
The art world is fussy
The art world is a hussy
The art world is full of binges
The art world is full of fringes
And bad skin look within
Look within look within a rin tin tin
