ART IS DEAD

Art is dead

Art is dead

Art is dead

Art is dead

Entertainers like to seem complicated

But we're not complicated

I can explain it pretty easily

Have you ever been to a birthday party for children

And one of the children won't stop screaming

Cause he's just a little attention attractor

When he grows up to be a comic or actor

He'll be rewarded for never maturing

For never understanding or learning

That every day can't be about him

There's other people you selfish asshole

I must be psychotic

I must be demented

To think that I'm worthy of all this attention

Of all of this money you worked really hard for

I slept in late while you worked at the drug store

My drug's attention

I am an addict

But I get paid to indulge in my habit

It's all an illusion

I'm wearing make-up

I'm wearing make-up

make-up

make-up

make-up

Art is dead

some people think you're funny

How do you get those people's money

I said art is dead

we're rolling in dough

While Carlin rolls in his grave

in his grave

in his grave

Cause this show has got a budget

The show has got a budget

And all the poor people way more deserving

Of the money won't budget

Cause I wanted my name in lights

When I could have fed a family of four

For forty ******* fortnights

forty ******* 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

But I'm just a kid

I'm just a kid

I'm just a kid kid

And maybe I'll grow out of it