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Correct Artistic Apology Lyrics
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Some of us artists are sorry, So very sorry Some of us artists are truly sorry, So truly sorry Some of us artists are sorry, So very sorry (Sorry) Some of us artists are truly sorry, So truly sorry (Sorry, sorry, sorry) We need to apologize For being so powerful, For being so inspirational, Or for being so fatuous So sorry! We've inspired an epidemic Of farmers tipping their pitchforks To rock them like Jimi Hendrix And windmill like Pete Townshend It's caused a catastrophe: An ongoing drastic increase In agricultural workplace injuries To phalanges, arms, and privies But the heartland lies bleeding There's been a massive reduction In the production of First Aid kits Former assemblers bang street buckets And no one bandages bodies That have no hospitals anyway Given nurses grew tired and inspired From us calling them rats, bees, & slaves Sorry, so sorry You work the one gig We work the other gig Sorry, so sorry For distorting that distinction Distantly beyond this Sorry, so sorry For distorting other things 'til you're transformed or pissed Too many folks have changed Because of our reckless invective Now millions do nothing more Except publishing on the internet Please return to your 9-to-5's Given death from the dearth of Food and medicine, housing & transportation, Textiles, appliances, production, and innovation Our callousness & pretentiousness Can't start motors, raise grain stalks, Stitch a sneaker, boil a beaker, Synthesize compounds, truck goods around Sorry, so sorry You work the day shift We work the night shift Sorry, so sorry For distorting that distinction Distantly beyond this Sometimes our shifts are concurrent, Both making dimes in our difference Sometimes we all work graveyards In skins that don't ever seem to fit We each suffer cemetery summers Without days for respite or exit Sorry, so sorry For acting like a village Overloaded with idiots We owe you a lot more credit Many of you have the decency To retire at 65 or before Once your careers are over You don't con your colleagues, Your neighbors, family or friends Into buying tickets for some Middle Management Reunion Tour No smashing the smash hits like "Total Insurance" or "Honest Accounting" To bob like broken ocean buoys At another concert of poached eggs No former rockers hardly rocking As they abandon their dignity In cocoons of cognitive dissonance And the commons of public decency Sorry, so sorry You work your shifts We work our shifts Sorry, so sorry For distorting that distinction Distantly beyond this Sorry, so sorry For butchering that binary Like numbskulls and nitwits We implore you to return to how You generated discretionary income So you can finance our delusion And delivery of didactic dictums We also encourage you to notice How groups will extend choruses (Hey Judge) Until Gandhi would grant you permission (Excuse me) To raise your hand and smack them (Hurry the hell up, Harry!) Blah [x blah] (To raise your hand and smack them!)
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