Testo The War On Art - Robinson
Testo della canzone The War On Art (Robinson), tratta dall'album The War On Art - Single
Hey there, pretty angel
It's a war on art that we're dealin'
And if the price is right, then it's not selling
All these feelings from your mind
What a clever little girl
Write those lovely words and make us feel them
You can sign upon the line, no, it's not selling
We turn bleedin' into gold
Sell your soul
Like a teardrop falls upon the page
Reflecting pages so they know your name
And you wonder if you're ever gonna let go
But 'til this point, it's been everything that you know
If the moment never comes
You'll be sad when it's all said and done
Can't forget it's all about the imagery
And if they edit their way, you'll be left without the money
I used to know this guy
He was a full-on narcissist, I did not know it
He said, "this is your only chance, so don't you blow it"
And if you do, that will make you cry
Make you cry
All for a simple song
He sent these angry paragraphs 'cause I had dinner
With my friends, we were on tour, he was a clinger
Doin' him would not take long
Just want a song
Like a teardrop falls upon the page
Reflecting pages so they know your name
And you wonder if you're ever gonna let go
But 'til this point, it's been everything that you know
If the moment never comes
You'll be sad when it's all said and done
Can't forget it's all about the imagery
And if they edit their way, you'll be left without the money
Ah-ah
And if they edit their way, edit their way
Uh, uh
And if they edit their way, edit their way
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Writer(s): Anna Mary Robinson, Charles Bennett Macdonald
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