Truckload of Art (demo)

A truckload of art from New York City
Came rolling down the road
Yeah, the driver was singing and the sunset was pretty
But the truck turned over and rolled off the road

A truckload of art, it's burning near the highway
Precious objects are scattered all over the ground
A terrible sight if a person was to see it
But there weren't nobody around

Yeah, the driver went sailing high in the sky
Landing in the gold lap of the Lord
Who smiled and then said "Son, you're better off dead
Than hauling a truckload full of hot avant-garde"

Yeah, a truckload of art, it's burning near the highway
Precious objects are scattered all over the ground
A terrible sight if a person were to see it
But there weren't nobody around

Well, an important artwork was thrown burning to the ground
Tragically landing in the weeds
And the smoke could be seen for miles all around
And that's just what the artwork needs

Yeah, a truckload of art, it's burning near the highway
A tough job for the highway patrol
They'll soon see the smoke and come running to poke
Then dig a deep ditch and throw the art in a hole

Well, a truckload of art, it's burning near the highway
And it's raging far out of control
And what the critics have cheered is now shattered and queered
And their noble reviews have been stewed on the road

A truckload of art, it's burning near the highway
Precious objects are scattered all over the ground
Oh, a terrible sight if a person were to see it
But there weren't nobody around



Credits
Writer(s): Terry Allen
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