Lyrics Classically Trained - Boat

Classically Trained

Make a hook with your finger
That’s a problem I know nothing about
Making art for a living
That’s a subject I know nothing about
Come on
well come on
You’ve been classically trained
In sculpture and paint
Call it some kind of potential
You are a scholar with nothing to say
Hands are gripped around your black pen
You’re a champion with no follow-through
You’ve been classically trained
In sculpture and paint
You were born to create
Such a wondrous state
Calling out for attention
That’s a photograph I don’t want to take
Call it some kind of disaster
You are a spokesman with nothing to say
Challenged ch-ch-ch-challenged (x4)
Making art for a living
That’s a subject I know nothing about