Life of a Starving Artist

Pray the gas tank fumes get me there Da Vinci knew a thing about solitaire I can't afford to eat tonight It's cool, who cares? I just him 'em with that pawn-shop-lover, Mona Lisa stare Sleeping in my car, it's ten degrees Let them hang me in the MoMA if I freeze I don't know where I'll sleep tonight It's cool, who cares? I just him 'em with that pawn-shop-lover, Mona Lisa stare Cause I'm just waiting tables, living on tips This is the life of a starving artist I'll keep hoping and praying Someday these seeds will grow a garden I never trust the government or trust fund kids They don't know what it takes to live like this No, I don't have a trust fund It's cool, who cares? I just him 'em with that pawn-shop-lover, Mona Lisa stare Your lawn is manicured, your bills are paid You said that your nine to five drove you insane No, I don't have a real job It's cool, who cares? I just him 'em with that pawn-shop-lover, Mona Lisa stare Cause I'm just waiting tables, living on tips This is the life of a starving artist I'll keep hoping and praying Someday these seeds will grow a garden A little old man sat at table eight He said I'm going to hell because I'm gay But I think God loves us all the same We are all sinners in our own way Still, I pray to God everyday Yeah, I kiss dudes It's true, who cares? I just him 'em with that pawn-shop-lover, Mona Lisa stare Cause I'm just waiting tables, living on tips This is the life of a starving artist I'll keep hoping and praying Someday these seeds will grow a garden They'll grow a garden