Blame It On Art

I hate it when you fake that moan
I hate it when it's all in four
I hate it when they call my name while I'm around
I hate it when the children smile
I hate it when the missiles miss
I hate it when I realise that less is more

Blame it all on art
Blame it all on art
And you should close your eyes
And drink your mother's lies

I hate it when the sun has flares
I hate it when the eagles dare
I hate it when you manifest inside my brain
I hate it when it's up to date
I hate it when it's all to late
I hate it when I realise that less is more

Blame it all on art
Blame it all on art
And you should close your eyes
And drink your mother's lies