Lyrics:
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
You are the one
The prophets spoke of you
You will become
The artist's style, the artist's soon
Part of something whole – the artist's style,
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
the moonlight shine
And dream into the future
Believe it's here to stay
A caravan
Of artists and bands
Caravan
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
A caravan
Of artists
the
Currents of his time
This is not a popular role
Yet in retrospect, we see how the artist's
Fidelity has strengthened
The fibre of our national life
If
I just feel rich people are
Always too cool to ask
For help trying to impress each
Other at dinner parties
I want to help the world and
I need help
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take
歌えオンヘヤ
俺らが来たら世界のどこでも
Stadium party ay
K-pop idol からまた生まれ変わる artist ay
生まれ変わる artist ay 生まれ変わる artist ay
アイドルでも artist もどうだっていい yeah
芸術の枠 超え止まらない eh
What Time Is It?
[Chorus]
Tonight it's party time
It's party time tonight (Wat time is it)
Tonight it's party time
It's party time tonight
I used to be a famous artist
Proud as I could be
Struggling to express myself
For the whole world to see
I used to blow my mind sky high
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
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
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Yo, yeah, dat way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts
Your artists be taking my
the times the world was bad to me (ugh)
This ain't a pity party (nah) this a litty party (yuh)
I gotta keep my spirits elevated
Like a ghost on a elevator
stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more time
I'll cancel my train once again
Destiny give me
stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more time
I'll cancel my train once again
Destiny give me
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,
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