D4=Putting the "F" Back in "Art"

Forgive me

For a second I thought we were eye to eye

My mistake

I shouldn't have faked it

And now it's cheers to a waste of time

I don't remember asking your permission

To have my own goddamn opinion

And if this is how it goes

At all of your shows

Please point me to the exit

What a circus of clowns we are

Politicians could learn some tricks here

It's hard to see past all the stars

Please point me to the beer

This routines back on the rise

Drop a name and cut it down to size

Check out my new dance

I call it the walk away

Since when did drinking at the bar

Feel like a meeting of the board

Like charlatans patting each other's back

In a tag-team sales attack

Please let me know

When they all go

Until then I'll be practicing

The walk away