Текст песни
Andy Warhol, Valley Escort, what is justification?
Art is a playground for people who have everything
The rich will always be with us, our buzz of Miami
Vanished be an idol, more control the lottery
Always wondering who's on top, the artists or the dealers?
Where are all the women? They're underneath the men
Invest in a collection or buy credibility
Who cares about the content? Match it to the tree
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Arts the rule, cash the tool
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Arts the rule, cash the tool
Be a nobody, die and get a job
Get your own retrospective, I'm just lucky three
What looks good today will look good tomorrow
Destroy your career in one brush stroke
Oh, art in public spaces, government-funded crooks
Artists competing, hands on down the top
Project one-hit wonders, always in the front row
It's Jeffrey Deitch, the heat-seeking missile
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Arts the rule, cash the tool
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Arts the rule, cash the tool
Brush it up, rip it down
Expensive glorified wallpaper
Brush it up, rip it down
Arts the rule, cash the tool
Mr. Boyce had no choice, felt fat in his hat
Lit up the art world with a dull light bulb
Miss Tracy got a column, which handbag did you buy?
It's a game, let's have sex, but get too drunk again
John Sachi's burning, he lost his sense of taste
He's all now then, he puts his art to waste
Jake and Venus Chapman, you're selling masterpieces