They'd Call Me 'Artist' In America

Panic this, panic that
Just an everyday Wednesday
Connect the dots, looking back
Pity me, Wednesday
Waxing philosophic, someday iconic, an enigma - I am, I am, I am
Poetic pursuits, idiot of creation, tied up like glue - I am, I am
A highway, gateway, door to a nation that nobody knows - I am, I am
Humble servant, giant fool, tortured soul
They'd Call Me 'Artist' In America
Panic this, panic that
Just an everyday Wednesday
When it works, it really works
When it doesn't, it doesn't - stay in the game!
Waxing philosophic, someday iconic, an enigma - I am, I am, I am
Poetic pursuits, idiot of creation, tied up like glue - I am, I am
A highway, gateway, door to a nation that nobody knows - I am, I am
Humble servant, giant fool, tortured soul
They'd Call Me 'Artist' In America



Credits
Writer(s): Lila Tace
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