Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Art, artist - Felicia Day.
Date of issue: 12.12.2009
Song language: English
The Art |
When I first meet Hammer, I stumble and stammer |
'Cause that’s what it says to do in the script |
But whenever I would practice that was just an act this |
Is all so real — He’s so well equipped |
Falling into Nathan’s eyes is easy |
I don’t even realize he’s cheesy |
'Cause jeez he’s so great |
Wait |
But it’s not about Nate |
Gotta concentrate |
'Cause I’m looking for internal truth and not a date |
No, it’s not all about Nate |
'Cause it’s all about the art |
Perfect, mysterious, comes from above |
Magic as a magic thing and lovely as love |
A gift from Olympus, who send me the muse |
And shoes |
If I walk with a twitch in the scene in the kitchen |
First date jitters aren’t to blame |
'Cause all Penny feels are these nine inch heels |
Which are gonna make me fall and die and aren’t in frame |
But my death-scene pumps are really dreamy |
Right when Billy dumps my corpse, it’s steamy |
To see me all — wait |
Oh I’m sorry I lost my train of thought I’m being such a bimbo! |
But if it’s not about shoes |
Even if they’re sweet |
They should focus on my tragedy and not my feet |
No it’s not about shoes |
When it’s all about the art |
Memory, method, primal and deep |
All Stanislavsky, Strasberg, and Streep |
Truth, Mr. Lipton, that’s how you build |
The guild |
But it’s not about the guild |
I’d be killed |
If I shilled |
For the guild |
On somebody else’s time |
Then again, I sort of was killed |
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Felicia! |
Catch the guild fever |
My tortured actor’s process |
Stand here and do what Joss says |
Remember that its not about |
The weird beard on otto |
The beer and clamato |
The hair in the cheese and |
The Guild’s second season |
And brand new day Neil |
That intro’s unreal |
A horse — not too shabby |
Now steady’s all crabby |
The soldier boy extra |
Good times — No, I’ll text ya |
The Red Bull Neil’s drinking |
I’m dead and I’m blinking |
And Joss' ungluing |
When I mention pooing |
Which I’m always doing |
I mean mentioning pooing |
I mean art |
Art |
Art’s really easy… |