New Bomb Turks - Born Toulouse-Lautrec

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I Had a friend who said he was an artist did more than the average smuck
He said he must have been given a real gift
Well I said that was just dumb luck
All work is honorable
Art is just a job
Let me spend my paycheck on a beer
No heroes
No leaders
No artists
No gods
I’m a worker
Your a worker
Would you like to be a worker too?
My work he said is so complex
So much so he couldn’t sell it at an auction
He shuts his mouth and dotes away
I guess he serves to serve a function
All work is honorable
Art is just a job
Let me spend my paycheck on a beer
No heroes
No leaders
No artists no gods
I’m a worker your a worker
Would you like to be a worker?
What’s to think
Is the difference between
The tortured
Or the union joe
From the market I live in and the world I see
When we reap
We’re lucky if we sow
All work is honorable
Art is just a job
Let me spend my paycheck on a beer
No heroes
No leaders
No artists
No gods
I’m a worker
Your a worker
Would you like to be a worker too?
Too?