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emmaclaire93 subscribed to boburnham
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new fall tour 2010 tickets here: http://tinyurl.co...
new cd, "words...
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new fall tour 2010 tickets here: http://tinyurl.co...
new cd, "words, words, words" http://itunes.app...
this is something different. i hope you guys like it. this song is a confession and an apology. honest, not sarcastic.
music and lyrics by bo burnham.
lyrics
art is dead, art is dead
art is dead, art is dead
entertainers like to seem complicated
but we're not complicated
i can explain it pretty easily
have you ever been to a birthday party for children
and one of the children won't stop screaming
cause he's just a little attention attractor
when he grows up to be a comic or actor
he'll be rewarded for never maturing
for never understanding or learning
that every day can't be about him
there's other people you selfish asshole
i must be psychotic, i must be demented
to think that i'm worthy of all this attention,
of all of this money you worked really hard for
i slept in late while you worked at the drug store.
my drug's attention, i am an addict
but i get paid to indulge in my habit
it's all an illusion, i'm wearing make-up
i'm wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up
art is dead, so people think you're funny
how do you get those people's money?
art is dead, we're rolling in dough
while Carlin rolls in his grave, in his grave, in his grave.
this show has got a budget
the show has got a budget
and all the poor people way more deserving of the money won't budge it
cause i wanted my name in lights
when i could have fed a family of four
for forty fucking fortnights, forty fucking fortnights
i am an artist, please god forgive me
i am an artist, please don't revere me
i am an artist, please don't respect me
i am an artist, feel free to correct me
a self-centered artist, self-obsessed artist
i am an artist, i am an artist
but i'm just a kid, i'm just a kid, kid
and maybe i'll grow out of it
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Instrumental: http://youtu.be/i...
Lyrics:
He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
I go back to us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black
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