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Bob Mould Art Crisis Lyrics

Last updated: 02/22/2007 10:00:00 AM

Overhearing conversations turn into dust
Critically acclaimed and publicly defamed
There's nothing I can say about it
Much less I could do about it
Who cares anyway?
Who cares anyway?

There's nothing I can do about it
Screw it, I don't care about it
Nothing I can say about it
Hey, it's OK now

Monkeys made of brass fly out of your ass
Self-destructive fool fell into the pool
So content with treading water
If it doesn't get much hotter
Tired of every day's morality plays

There's nothing I can do about it
Screw it, I don't care about it
Nothing I can say about it
Hey, it's OK now

I'm so tired of trying to explain
I'm so bored I hardly stand the strain

Everything you hate
Is everything that you created

Rollercoaster pharmacy of ups and downs
Endless ride upon your merry-go-round
Stupid is as stupid says
Now it all goes to your head
Inspirations fade
The failing grade

Thanks to Fletcher for submitting Art Crisis Lyrics.



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