Müzik Videosu

Don't Jackson My Pollock
{artistName} adlı sanatçının {trackName} müzik videosunu izle

Şurada:

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guinevere Newman
Guinevere Newman
Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

Get in your Van and Gogh, man, don't Jackson My Pollock A fish on the freeway with a chainsaw and a gun Get in your Van and Gogh, man, don't Jackson My Pollock All this is gonna make you be late, so now you better run Get in your Van and Gogh, man, don't Jackson My Pollock A fist full of paint balls with scraped claws ripped straight from the jaws of the sun Get in your Van and Gogh, man, don't Jackson My Pollock If technique is a means to a statement, then get acquainted with reality in a basement, restrained, skinned, and hung Don't Jackson My Pollock Let art often be violent like a client at a silent auction french kissing the docent with poison on his tongue Don't Jackson My Pollock I intend to leave this museum as numb as when I'd first come to first serve the masses a plaque from my gums Don't Jackson My Pollock Subpoena the ignition switch to turn on a stare - there - Marina Abramovic just sat in a chair Don't Jackson My Pollock Where hyenas have perfect pitch like ballerinas want to shit in the air, that's why dancers say, "merde" Don't Jackson My Pollock Fair, you just want to express yourself freely and plentifully Don't Jackson My Pollock I've got nothing against the forces of gravity nor entropy And it's not that I don't appreciate your joy and your reverie But honestly, I'd heavily recommend if you're gonna be a honey bee, you should probably find a flower instead of me Get in your Van and Gogh, man, Don't Jackson My Pollock Like orchards in the fall, it's symbolic No portrait was nostalgic Poor misfortune, melancholic, a tortured alcoholic My Pollock Just a little breeze, the peace that brings the leaves of trees to breathe in green Dripping all the paint, the way you play, it rains from brains' unconscious waves My Pollock There are no mistakes, only discoveries hidden in ink blots, so thought Rorschach, who was often plagued with some unease My Pollock You're projecting And you're glue Whatever you say is infecting your testing and sticks right back to you My Pollock A canvas is a trance It's a chance to understand and enhance the vast expanse My Pollock Let the media glare Art for art's sake Put your heart on a steak and serve it medium rare My Pollock I must confess I've entertained the idea of splattering everywhere on everyone and everything My Pollock There's been times I wouldn't mind flinging colors across the room from a credit card or an ad My Pollock We're all just trying to survive late stage capitalism within the context of globalization My Pollock Nobody can really concentrate with dizzying swirls of red and black swirling around like the last man laughed Get in your Van and Gogh, man, don't Jackson My Pollock
Writer(s): Guinevere Newman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out