Those Who Want To Buy

The picture was posed ready to push that black and white charm

Highlighted in gloss and calligraphy for that rock and roll impact

You've got to wear your pout and your million dollar smile

Or look like the blues and you have been hanging out for a while

I cried inside when I saw it all done for the cause of art

And I've got to laugh when I see your sincerity

The simple things that seemed so good just don't taste the same

The projection's in need of a focus, it's all out of frame

It's not that the price has been set too high

It's never too high

It's just that I'm not sure I want...

To sell to those that want to buy

Go through hell for those that want to buy

Please don't take me the wrong way

If I don't excel for those that want to buy

Who's to say our voice should not be heard

Contrary to your opinion we will not go away

If something like this meant so much to you

Would you walk away and leave it

Or die with the taste still in your mouth?

Mine is might I am that's right, a bastard with a point

So you think your artistic insecurity can be shielded?

Cellophane personalities keep you nice and fresh

I sit with pen in hand wondering what to write

Should I cut myself and paint in crimson

Or use my plastic argument?

You sample words and collect the royalties

You're stereotyped with gold in hand

I'm naked for the world to see

The thing I think that scares me the most

Is that talent is seldom considered

It's all in a name as the waiting game

Grows tight around your throat

I'm sick of being passed on this time

I'm bored with all of your letters

They just hang on the wall for all to see who the next fool is

Skeleton bound delusions, freaks inside your head

Come to life as you realize insane is not so bad

We must be daft to want more rope

To feed the cause you criticize

We took the time to turn your heads

Now you will see what we're after