BbDGmEb
Art is dead, art is dead
BbDGmEb
Art is dead, art is dead
BbDGm
Entertainers like to seem complicated
EbBb
But we're not complicated
DGm
I can explain it pretty easily
EbBbD
Have you ever been to a birthday party for children
GmEb
And one of the children won't stop screaming
BbD
Cause he's just a little attention attractor
GmEb
When he grows up to be a comic or actor
BbD
He'll be rewarded for never maturing
GmEb
For never understanding or learning
BbD
That every day can't be about him
GmEb
There's other people you selfish asshole
BbD
I must be psychotic, I must be demented
GmEb
To think that I'm worthy of all this attention
BbD
Of all of this money you worked really hard for
GmEb
I slept in late while you worked at the drugstore
BbD
My drug's attention, I am an addict
GmEb
But I get paid to indulge in my habit
BbD
It's all an illusion, I'm wearing make-up
GmEb
I'm wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up
BbDGm
Art is dead, so people think you're funny
Eb
How do you get those people's money?
BbDGm
Art is dead, we're rolling in dough
EbBbDGmEb
While Carlin rolls in his grave, in his grave, in his grave
BbDGmEb
This show has got a budget, the show has got a budget
BbDGmEb
And all the poor people way more deserving of the money won't budge it
BbDGmEb
Cause I wanted my name in lights. when I could have fed a family of four
BbDGmEb
For forty fucking fortnights, forty fucking fortnights
BbD
I am an artist, please god forgive me
GmEb
I am an artist, please don't revere me
BbD
I am an artist, please don't respect me
GmEb
I am an artist, feel free to correct me
BbD
A self-centered artist, self-obsessed artist
GmEb
I am an artist, I am an artist
BbDGm
But I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid, im just a kid, kid
EbBb
And maybe I'll grow out of it