Starving Artist
Now I know I'm not a winner, and I'll probably never be
But I don't wanna spend my whole life, in urban poverty
So I'll stand in the welfare line, and I'll eat in the soup kitchen
And if I never find a job, guess I'll have to live creatively
If i wanna see, the most beautiful art
And I'll shake that artists hand and ask em how he got his start
And its' Mr. Picasso. what does it mean
Is the beauty that its simple or to complex to see for me
I will master this craft or I will starve
And I'll never taste the sweetest wines and say how grape they are
I'll find a canvas and never put my brushes down
And I'll pay that gallery their expensive competition fee
And everyone will see the most beautiful art
And they'll shake my artist hand and ask at how much do they start
And its Mr. Picasso what does it mean
Is the beauty that its simple or to complex to see for me
Then I'll pass a child who draws chalk on the side walk
And never puts a hat out says all art should be free
And I'll meet a hippie singer with torn jeans and broke guitar
And he'll say pay what you can i don't wanna starve
And try and see the most beautiful art
Was made by starving artist hands
Who never waited for a break to start
But I don't wanna spend my whole life, in urban poverty
So I'll stand in the welfare line, and I'll eat in the soup kitchen
And if I never find a job, guess I'll have to live creatively
If i wanna see, the most beautiful art
And I'll shake that artists hand and ask em how he got his start
And its' Mr. Picasso. what does it mean
Is the beauty that its simple or to complex to see for me
I will master this craft or I will starve
And I'll never taste the sweetest wines and say how grape they are
I'll find a canvas and never put my brushes down
And I'll pay that gallery their expensive competition fee
And everyone will see the most beautiful art
And they'll shake my artist hand and ask at how much do they start
And its Mr. Picasso what does it mean
Is the beauty that its simple or to complex to see for me
Then I'll pass a child who draws chalk on the side walk
And never puts a hat out says all art should be free
And I'll meet a hippie singer with torn jeans and broke guitar
And he'll say pay what you can i don't wanna starve
And try and see the most beautiful art
Was made by starving artist hands
Who never waited for a break to start
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Writer(s): Richard Garvey
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