Art Class

Here we go in spurts

The colors ready to burst

And you may notice a shaking in your eye

Metaphors the worst

Well are you being driven or do you drive?

On a trip between two points and your infinity

Now, obliterate yourself from the scene

But please do not forget

Cover me with spots

Black and red dots

Till I'm clouding up your visual field

Bare assed and beautiful

You're climbing on your art like a [?]

Now I want

I say

I do

Everybody dance now

And welcome to art class

Forget your acid, free paper and glass

Welcome to art class

Lead blind

Stripped bare of the past

Why so serious?

Why so serious, when it's only your life that's at stake?

Why so serious?

When your life is the art that you make

Life is the art that you make

Sell anything you want

But it's worth no more and no less than a kiss

Try not to represent even that

Cause this moment is all that it is

And a garden in glass there is a red plastic tree

So shit in a can but your art is not free

I say

I want

I do

And everybody dances with me

And welcome to art class

And yes it does involve shaking your ass

Welcome to art class

Always keep your face to the blast

Why so serious?

Why so serious, when it's only your life that's at stake?

Why so serious?

When your life is the art that you make

Life is the art that you make