Lisa & Flight of the Conchords & Stephen Hawking - Artists | Текст песни

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• Lisa & Flight of the Conchords & Stephen Hawking
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Artists are the people who hold up a mirror
Artists make society see its faults clearer
Artists help stamp out oppression and wars
And when we camp outdoors
We make the best s'mores.

Three layers, Mother Nature
Mmm, mmm
Yeah, yeah

Artists end poverty with music and dance
Artists make art on the beaches of France

I never knew artists were all so amazing

Excuse me while I talk to this cow that is grazing
I give art like you give milk

Everyone listens when artists are talking
'Cause artists are smarter than Mr. Stephen Hawking

Oh, yeah.
Break it down for me, fellas.
A brief history of rhyme.

Do you think that I could be an artist in the city?
Hold on, Lisa, let me check with the committee

Yes, Lisa, you could be an artist in the world
So move to the city when you're less itty-bitty, girl
To the gritty city when you're less itty-bitty, girl
The city's pretty gritty for an itty-bitty pretty girl.

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