| Back in the days of old Rembrandt
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| Back in the time of Jan Steen
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| All of them giants of shadow and light
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| But no one was like Vermeer
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| Some paintings smell of joy and sweat
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| Some paintings plain look so fine
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| And some are sad and passionate
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| But Vermeer sends a chill up your spine
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| Yeah Vermeer sends a chill up your spine
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| Vermeer was eerie
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| Vermeer was strange
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| He had his own color range
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| As if born in a more modern age
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| They may be oh a hundred or so years ago
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| What’s this a ghost in the gallery
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| Great Scot the Martians are here
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| Why are his paintings so unlike the others
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| Unlike the other ones so near
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| No one was like Vermeer
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| Back in the days of Rembrandt
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| Back in the time of old Jan Steen
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| All of the masters of shadow and light
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| But no one was like Vermeer
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| Vermeer… |