Lyrics The Painter Paints - Shriekback

The Painter Paints

The painter paints and the writer writes
What will you do, what will you do?
The painter paints and the writer writes
What will you do tonight?
Hanging on and standing alone, beyond salvation, beyond standard procedure,
with the jagged loops and loopholes closing up, we are living defining moments
in stupidity, ego-powered, transient
In the give and take and borrow, when accountability is forgotten or futile,
the degradation of detail is not only likely but is likely to be desirable:
decay is a feasible strategy
The painter paints and the writer writes
What will you do, what will you do?
The painter paints and the writer writes
What will you do tonight?
Alternatively, we advance through memory and moonbeams, past malevolence and
moodswings, to a state of continuous unreasonable excitement, vibrant,
untenable and momentous
So follow, follow, follow the lonely, lowly, lovely cowboy wandering
thoughtless into the supermarket supermodel sunset.
The painter paints and the
writer writes: what will you do tonight?
The painter paints and the writer writes
What will you do, what will you do?
The painter paints and the writer writes
What will you do tonight?