| I’m gonna steal some bedsheets
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| From an amputee
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| I’m gonna mount em on a canvas
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| In the middle of the gallery
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| I’m gonna tell everybody
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| It was painted by a chimpanzee
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| Just between you and me
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| Here at the cultural low watermark
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| If it’s fraud or art
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| They’ll pay you to believe
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| I’m gonna take five young dudes
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| From white families
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| I’m gonna mount 'em on a billboard
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| In the middle of the country
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| I’m gonna tell everybody
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| They sing like angels with whiter teeth
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| But just between you and me
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| They’re just like the ones before
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| With their standards lower
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| Another concert-goer will pay you to believe
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| Oh, caffeine in the morning, alcohol at night
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| Cameras to record you and mirrors to recognize
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| And as the world is getting smaller, small things take up all your time
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| Narcissus would have had a field day if he could have got online
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| And friends it’s not self-love that kills you
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| It’s when those who hate you are allowed
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| To sell you that you’re a glorious shit
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| The entire world revolves around
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| And that you’re the eater, no not the eaten
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| But that your hunger will only cease
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| If you come binge on radiant blandness
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| At the disposable feast
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| (You're enjoying the chill winter playlist)
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| Just quickly how would you rate yourself
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| In terms of sex appeal and cultural significance?
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| (Irony, irony
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| Blo blo blo blo blo blo blo)
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| Do you usually listen to music like this?
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| (Just one more mile, you can do it again)
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| Can we recommend some similar artists?
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| (This is totally the song of my summer)
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| Are you feeling depressed?
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| (This guy just gets me)
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| But your feedback’s important
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| To us
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| (Music is my life)
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| Gonna buy myself a sports team
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| And put 'em in a pit
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| I’m gonna wage the old crusade
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| Against consciousness
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| All I need’s a couple winners
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| To get every loser to fight in it
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| Keep the golden calf
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| Just need the bullshit
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| And they won’t just sell themselves into slavery
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| They’ll get on their knees and pay you to believe |