Art War - The Knack

No i don’t give a shit about warhol

And oldenberg’s really gone soft in the brain

Now dali just wants to be cornholed

With one of those crutches he sold to man ray

Yes calder was hung up on mobiles

And rauchenberg gives a particular pain

Now art’s just another distraction

Like tv commercials that won’t go away

Bourgeois what’s the deal

Don’t want no dada

No don’t try to hand me no fantasy

It’s for surreal

When your taste is confined to their palates

And their pictures are easily framed on your walls

Did you ever consider the malice aforethought

Contained in that trivial parcel of art

Van gogh does a flip in his casket

Rafaels and da vincis are moved down the hall

To make way for neimans and no ones

Like rock and roll portraiture by guy pellaert

Tell me what good is color on canvas

Just who will it feed tell me who will it save

And do they expect us to stand this barrage

Of collage and potage and potage st.

germaine

The people who work for a living

Don’t need to ask questions from cradle to grave

They don’t need di carlo to tell them

What’s good and what’s bad and what’s really insane