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These days, they say

That strange, is all the craze

Paintings, don’t make it

Changes, we’re doing our bit

They know they could

And they know that they’ll have to

They know they would

Although they haven’t got the time

I wish, it would

Vanish, and it should

No one, works hard

Yet everyone, calls this is art

They call this art, they don’t work hard

They call this art, not doing what they’re suppose to

Paintings, don’t make it

Changes, we’re doing our bit

These days, the Tate

Well I say, is in a state

They know they could

And they know that they’ll have to

They know they would

Although they haven’t got the time

No one, works hard

Yet everyone, calls this is art

They call this art, they don’t work hard

They call this art

They call this art, they don’t work hard

They call this art, not doing what they’re suppose to

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They know they could, they know they would, if they had to

 They call this art, not doing what they’re suppose to