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Oh, I walked into a gallery, saw a banana taped to a wall Is that art or just a prank? I can't believe it at all A urinal turned upside down, now that's the talk of the town Concepts lying all around, but real art, where's it found I cat, oh, I cat, conceptual art is just a fad When a sock on the floor is a masterpiece, tell me where's the real release I cat, oh, I cat, art's a joke and it's driving me mad Just a canvas with a splatter or two. Is that what you call genius? Who knew Found a chair with nothing there, they call it existential error Is it art or just a dare? I'd rather see a real affair A canvas blank and nothing more, a message lost in the decor When a paperclip's worth a score, I just can't take it anymore I cat, oh, I cat, conceptual art is just a fad When a sock on the floor is a masterpiece, tell me where's the real release I cat, oh, I cat, art's a joke and it's driving me mad Just a canvas with a splatter or two. Is that what you call genius? Who knew When you hang some trash and call it bold, wrap it up, it's art so bold Lift every piece, the story's told, but I'm not feeling kind of cool Take a shoe, paint it blue, look at my art, what can I do In a world where nothing's true, where's the art that speaks to you I cat, oh, I cat, conceptual art is just a fad When a sock on the floor is a masterpiece, tell me where's the real release I cat, oh, I cat, art's a joke and it's driving me mad Just a canvas with a splatter or two. Is that what you call genius? Who knew So if you see a pile of junk, don't be fooled by the artist's funk Remember, art should make you think, not just sit and let you stink I cat, oh, I cat, art's a laugh and it's kinda sad Let's raise the toast, let's have a blast, your real art will hold it fast So if you see a pile of junk, don't be fooled by the artist's funk Remember, art should make you think, not just sit and let you stink I cat, oh, I cat, art's a laugh and it's kinda sad Let's raise the toast, let's have a blast, your real art will hold it fast Okay, who knew The score is told, but I'm not feeling kind of cool Take a shoe, paint it blue, look at my art, but then I do Let a paper clip report the score. I just can't take it anymore Who knew