They talk about language and the cubists and the dadaists
And I try to catch their meanings
And keep up with all of the martinis
I dont know which should be my favorite paintings
See all the symbols, unlock what they mean
Maybe I could, maybe I could, maybe I
Could meet the artists, and get to know them personally
I'd go to galleries and not be too concerned
Well I would have a cup of coffee
And I'd find my surroundings quite amusing and
People would ask me which were my favorite paintings
All the ads would be for fine scotch whiskey:
Glenfiddich, Glenlivet, the whole single malt family
Will make up new things and different nomenclatures
And they'll stand amongst their pictures
And they'll sing and laugh and quote from scriptures and
When they go home they'll dream of brilliant paintings
- God Shuffled His Feet
- Afternoons And Coffeespoo..
- Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
- In The Days Of The Cavema..
- Swimming In Your Ocean
- Here I Stand Before Me
- I Think I'll Disappear No..
- How Does A Duck Know?
- When I Go Out With Artist..
- The Psychic
- Two Knights And Maidens