Art Is Dead

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[Intro 1]
[C][E][Am][F]
[C][E][Am][F]
[C]Art is dea[E]d
[Am]Art is dead[F]
[C]Art is dea[E]d
[Am]Art is dead[F]

[Verse 1]
[C]Entertainers lik[E]e to seem complica [Am]ted
But [F]we're not compli[C]ca ted
I can ex[E]plain it pretty [Am]ea sily
Have you [F]ever [G]been to
a [C]birthday party for [E]children
And one of the [Am]children
won't stop [F]screaming
'Cause he's just a [C]little attention at[E]tractor
When he grows [Am]up
to be a comic or [F]ac tor
[G]He'll be re[C]warded for never ma[E]tu ring
For never [Am]un derstanding or le[F]arning
That every [C]day can't be a[E]bout him
There's other [Am]people, you selfish [F]asshole!
I [G]must be psycho

[Verse 2]
[C]tic, I must be demen[E]ted
To think that I'm [Am]wor thy, of all this att[F]ention
Of all of this [C]mo ney, I worked really [E]hard for
I slept in [Am]late
while you worked at the [F]drug store
[G]My drug's [C]attention, I am an [E]ad dict
But I get [Am]paid to indulge in my [F]ha bit
It's [G]all an [C]illusion, I'm wearing [E]make up
I'm wearing [Am]make up, make up, [F]make [G]up

[Verse 3]
[C]Art is dea[E]d
Some [Am]people think you're funny
[F]How do we get those people's money?
[C]I said art is dea[E]d
We're [Am]rolling in dough
while [F]Carlin rolls in his [C]grave
His [E]grave His [Am]grave[F]

[Verse 4]
This [C]show has got a [E]budget
This [Am]show has got a [F]budget
[G]And all[C] the poor people
[E]way more deserving
Of the [Am]money won't [F]budge it
'Cause I [C]wanted my name in [E]lights
When I [Am]could have fed a [F]fa mily of four
For [C]forty fucking [E]fortnights
[Am]Forty fucking [F]fortnights!

[Verse 5]
I am an [C]ar tist, please God, for[E]give me
I am an [Am]ar tist, please don't reve[F]re me
[G]I am an a[C]r tist, please don't resp[E]ect me
I am an [Am]ar tist, you're free to corr[F]ect me
A [G]self-centered [C]ar tist, self-obsessed [E]ar tist
I am an [Am]ar tist, I am an a[F]r tist
But I'm just a [C]kid, I'm just a [E]kid
I'm just a [Am]kid, kid
And [F]maybe I'll grow out of it
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