Beautiful Things

Portraits by Rembrandt
I do love them so
And sculptures in marble
A claret from the Bordeaux

'Course I hate French
'Cept the French who can make
A wine so divine
I be callin' them me best mates

I can't forget
My first Vincent Van Gogh
You know the stroke of 'is brush
With all that paint is called impasto

Look, here's me point
Art's got a place in my soul
So near and so dear, without it
I'm an arsehole

Beautiful things
Dazzling and ravishing
Thank god there's so much to adore
Cuz if all i saw was this ugliness
I'd tear me eyes out
And stomp 'em on the floor
Splat

Now you're an art collector
Don't make me laugh
You've only an interest
In beauty that can make cash

But let's say you've changed
You fancy art more than dough
Then do the right thing
And let us go

Beautiful things
Can lead to suffering
Like a varnish shows its age
What once you thought to be immaculate
Begins the yellowing stage
It ain't pretty, you can see

I gave 'em advice
I paid a fair price
I bore me crosses, I 'ave
Best to cut me losses

Beautiful things, should be inspiring
Electrifying to behold
The value comes in how they make you feel
Not for what they can be sold

If beautiful things
No longer make you smile
Perhaps it's time to take stock
After all, I got so many sheep
What could it hurt to trim the flock

Why even bother
Why give it a thought
Go start a new life
Follow your dreams
Give it your best shot

You know you're right
It's clearly art that you lack
'Cause Rembrandt and Van Gogh
Never talk back

Why is it you like to taunt me
Say to my face, that you don't want me
What have I done
Dragged you from nothing
Not one simple thanks
Now there's an ugly, ugly, ugly thing



Credits
Writer(s): Scooter Pietsch
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