**** Art
(This is not so much a song as it is a poem. Though I think it would work for a screamo song.)
“All art is quite useless.”
But that doesn’t stop us.
Take a picture of a cameraman;
Call it metaphotography.
Film yourself masturbating to static:
You’re a post-modern visionary;
Record it and you’re an avant-garde genius.
Bathe in paint and jump off a building:
Move over Jackson Pollock.
Drink watercolors and vomit:
Call it self-examination.
Or just leave the canvas blank: a minimalist masterpiece.
Critics will rave,
Art ***s will foam,
Collectors will pay;
But you’ll laugh into your bottle and die alone.
Art is dead,
But that doesn’t stop us.
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