Patron of the Arts

Hello Rolling Stone

Welcome to my island lair

I built it round a hot spring

Please hang your own coat

Hiring servants just seemed too weird

Apart from two ladies in waiting

To help me brush my hair

And I hope you'll excuse the mess

I'm a little absent minded

I hire a pantomime group

To re-enact the house work

So I remember to do it

But it's their week off

The food here's nothing grand

My cooking skills are basic at best

Though I employ several painters

Two come every day

Capture lunch and dinner in oil

And on Sundays it's a sculptor

You'll see last week at the louvre

Ah you're wondering about the dance troupe

Well I don't always find it easy

To get my point across so the dancers will interpret

My mood and then express it

That way, things are clear

And I hope you enjoy your time here

And I hope you put me in a good light

I'm the wealthiest the strangest indeed the most infamous

Patron of the arts

I see you'd like to know

All about my daily routing

How I begin every morning

Each day starts at 6

A string quartet sits next to my bed

And plays some Shostakovitch

To remind me life is good

Then it's down to my gym to work-out

No there's no personal trainer

Just a roster of heavy metal bands

Various sub-genres

Depending on the work-out

Then shower, breakfast, work

Then, after lunch

It's time to deal with e-mail and calls

And all communication

Now on the pay roll

I've got the perfect trio to help

A composer and a poet

And a lieder soprano

So I let them take care of all that

While I go about my dailies

What's that? Yes, it's a fact

I did make all this money

Writing silly folk songs

What makes you question that?

I hope you'll enjoy your time here

And I hope you put me in a good light

I'm the wealthiest the strangest indeed the most infamous

Patron of the arts

I can tell you're confused

That's the Greek chorus I hire

To keep me on the straight and narrow

I don't know what I did

Before I had them follow me round

Now I remember what I'm doing

When I move from room to room

That's all the time we have today

You can see yourself out

Head through the menagerie

There you'll find the boat man

He'll take you to the city

Yeah I know he's a bit creepy

That's what I pay him for

I hope you enjoyed your time here

And I hope you put me in a good light

I'm the wealthiest the strangest most selfish and outrageous

Patron of the arts