Will all patrons please remain seated
Whilst I belittle myself to amuse you
for I've tried witty melodies and sensitive lines
but the efforts just seem to confuse you.
So will all patrons please remain seated
While i teach this chinese monkey to sing
for the words of a genius are nothing at all
but a monkey that sings always wins
will all patrons please remain seated
whilst I plunge this knife deep into my cheast
while I lay out my heart on this table top
and i'll sell you my bloodied vest
for once I was a singer of ballads
a purveyor of music from the heart
but now i have learned that is never enough
you want blood and thats something i've got
you want tears and thats something i'll offer
you want sex, well i'll give you that too
you want something to shock you
right out of your slumber
and I know that's getting harder to do
so will all patrons please remains eated
whilst I sharpen this axe on my tounge
for I used to beleive in a thing called art
but it seems it was only pretend
and I used to beleive in compasion
and a thing called morality too
but the world has moved on since the days of my youth
and i've done everything I can do.
so will all patrons please remain seated
while i turn in my grave once again.
For I used to beleive in a thing called art
but it seems I was the only one.

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