An Artist Is An Artist

An artist is an artist, when an artist is an artist

And she don't stop being an artist 'cause she's old you know

She don't roll down her sleeves pick up her zimmer frame and leave

Put down her pen, put on her hat because of menopause

An artist is an artist

Till her heart and all it's arteries clog up and white blood cells, they un-suspend themselves

An artist is an artist

Till the death doth us depart-est, till the brain has a cessation of it's functionals

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

So go figure it out

An artist is an artist, when an artist is an artist

And they don't stop being an artist 'cause of you yer know

They don't do all you say, pack up their life and die away

'Cause they think all your little views are educational

There are days when they suspend ideas and reticence begins to wear

Upon a tired mind and they feel bad of course

And then they read your shit and lose the fucking will to live

'Cause your stupidity is raised above their principals

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

So go figure it out

Go figure it out

Go figure it out

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist without followers or fartists

Without comments, without views, without consequence

They ain't there for your pleasure changing up like british weather

'Cause today you don't like mayonnaise on chips again

And while I'm here it's chips not fries, so don't get fucking butterflies, I didn't hang around to be my own echo

'Cause an artist is an artist when they wanna be anarchic

'Cause the narcissist in an artist is beautiful

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

An artist is an artist

Yeah, an artist is an artist

Yeah, an artist is an artist

Yeah, an artist is an artist

Yeah, an artist is an artist

So go figure it out

Go figure it out

Go figure it out

Go figure it out