story of an artist

Listen up and I'll tell a story About an artist growing old Some will try for fame and glory And others aren't so bold And everyone in friends and family Saying, "Hey, go get a job Why do you only do that only? And why are you so odd?" They say, "We don't really like what you do We don't think anyone ever will We think you have a problem And this problem's made you ill" The artist walks among the flowers Appreciating the sun He's out there all his waking hours Oh, and who's to say he's wrong? But the artist walks alone And someone says behind his back "He's got some gall to call himself that He doesn't even know where he's at" So listen up and I'll tell a story About an artist growing old Some will try for fame and glory Others like to watch the world, oh, oh Da-da-da, da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da, da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da, oh