Good Ideas

Dont go giving out your good ideas,
it's just a bad idea
soon you'll hear it at the disco, while youre on roller skates
slipping falling over your good will,
you want to call yourself an artist still
in the end you might have had good taste,
you gotta chop the heads off all them fakes
Dont go giving out your good ideas,
its just a bad idea,
soon you'll see it on the runway,
on a new york city catwalk,
now they're selling for ten thousand bucks,
you chock it up to just unlucky luck.
you're eating tuna out of a tin can,
culture vultures stealing all our plans.
all our plans.
And i'll keep bangin' on until something sticks,
I'm getting sick and tired of hitting the bricks.
And i'll keep bangin' on until something sticks,
I don't do this for kicks.
Don't go giving out your good ideas,
Its just a bad idea
Soon you'll read it in the New York Times,
underneath an article about war crimes.
Someone's taking all of your best words,
reading them feels so absurd.
You're out here serving out the soup de jour,
they're winning major literary awards
And i'll keep bangin' on until something sticks,
I'm getting sick and tired of hitting the bricks.
And i'll keep bangin' on until something sticks,
I'm getting sick and tired of hitting the bricks.
I don't do this for kicks.
Don't go giving out your good ideas



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Writer(s): Alexander Silas Walker
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