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a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun Want to read books in the studies of men Born on the breeze and die on the wind If I was an artist
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun Want to read books in the studies of men Born on the breeze and die on the wind If I was an artist
An Artist
Oh, oh my darling Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah The artist pays the price So you won't have to pay If only we would listen To what they have to say
Oh, oh my darling Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah The artist pays the price So you won't have to pay If only we would listen To what they have to say
And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mold a new reality Closer to the heart Closer to the heart The blacksmith
And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mold a new reality Closer to the heart Closer to the heart The blacksmith
Wooh! The artist pays the price So you won't have to pay If only you would listen To what he has to say There are songs of wisdom There are songs
His mind is up his sleeve And his talk is make believe Oh, Lord, the man's a fraud He's a flim flam man He's an artist He's a flim flam man He's
Morning fields of amber gray Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters [Rick]
years have passed The worthy Captain and his squad of troopers standing fast The artist knew their faces well The husbands of his lady friends His
Oh, oh my darling Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah The artist pays the price So you won't have to pay If only we would listen To what they have to say
years have passed The worthy Captain and his squad of troopers standing fast The artist knew their faces well The husbands of his lady friends His
to your trick And your trick will be art Artists are hard-working men After you're perfect, that's when you first start Over and over again, once again,
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist) You're my favourite artist (Artist)
you don't know why you're here Who knew That avenue was bound for happy town Happy town Happy now Happy town Actors, authors, artists and thieves
you don't know why you're here Who knew That avenue was bound for happy town Happy town Happy now Happy town Actors, authors, artists
stops to rest awhile All the artists look at her and they long to paint her smile For even in her sorrow there's something in her eyes That makes
the Maple Leaf Rag Oh go 'way man, just hold you breath a minute For there's not a stunt that's in it with the Maple Leaf Rag The men were struck wit'
lady when I tell her The I do indeed love to smell her Sopping wet your pink umbrella Do the dog with Isabella I'm so in love yes with an artist
Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me
why y'all gotta be coming at me? This Ain't the end of the "Malcolm X" movie! I'm out here fighting for y'all! Creatives artists independent thinkers
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