If I wanted to I'd write a book But it would take some time I'd spend my life writing poetry Thinking of words that have to rhyme I just haven't got the time I just haven't got the time
Observe The Painted Word
The Painted Word I just haven't got the time I can't be bothered to think of words that have to rhyme
Take some paint Take some canvas Take a brush Take your colour Show me what you feel Show me what you feel inside
Who needs Picasso? Who needs Brecht? Who needs Van Gogh? Who needs Vasarely? I'll paint what I damn well want to
Fifteen minutes Mr. Warhol, fifteen minutes Now? Fifteen minutes Now? Show me what you see I see a tree, two children and a car A large sign that says "Coca Cola" What colour is the car? The colour of your dream What colour is my dream? Orange Can I share my dream? Yes