ART DEALERS

all of our friends were living uptown

painting the bridges and flaming around

the neighborhood changed when they shut down the store

all the art dealers don't live here no more

Losing my memory

Moving so slow

Standing in the gallery

With nothing to show

Let me take your picture

Let me see you smile

This kind of loneliness

Goes out of style

Mmm hmm

nursery boys gave us the number to call

this brand new disease that was doing us all

the body of work

throw it out on the street

all the art dealers are dead on their feet

Losing my memory

Moving so slow

Standing in the gallery

With nothing to show

These prison visitations

Start to take their toll

This kind of loneliness

Starts to get old

Mmm hmm

Ayyyyy

Losing my memory

Moving so slow

Standing in the gallery

Nothing to show

Let me take your picture, honey

Let me see you smile

This kind of loneliness

Goes out of style

Mmm hmm