Sing the Singer/Songwriter Song

Van Gogh and Hemingway, they had it easy
Though I still have both ears, I too lost my mind (Oh!)
Artists seem harnessed to become a part of this
Heartless camaraderie-less world without wine

All gothic authors who toss out their water
With hots for the vodka, they will always miss
Painters and dancers with insecure answers who
Force themselves to vomit and slice at their wrists

Consider if you will, a man and woman
Who walk across walkways, along hand in hand
What if they were born of a romantic ornery
Hopeless and horny and worse than the worst
Of all those with the curse of the arts

Yes, I confess
That at best
I'm obsessed
How could love be more true
Than if you're crazy too?

'Cause melody's a sickness
Harmony's a blight
Song-writers should not date song-writers, should not date song-writers, should not date those who song-write!



Credits
Writer(s): William Sunshine
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