Hotel Expressionism
(专辑: The Hardest Way To Make An Easy Living - 2006)
Ah, the
fine art of hotel expressionism Pen a
sentiment with the
kettle and condiments Compose your mood using the
soap and your shoe The
minibar can be part of the
art also The
fine art of hotel expressionism Pen a
sentiment with the
kettle and condiments Compose your mood using the
soap and your shoe The
minibar can be part of the
art In the
early hours of a
blurry hotel You need guests and venture quest with them My word is word if you yearn success in hotel expressionism Stay away from small boutique hotels So when wrecked, there's no victim I've been ejected from hotels that When I'm checking in, will swear to be with us Man, I'm not some crank vandal Swinging the
TV about at random Attached to the
lamp stand for a
handle Is the
art of action through crafted illusion Tediously mischief from raking Or just full up, we'd hide from enemy pages Throwing the
TV out the
window, mate Is nothing clear of weak cliché It's vandalism and expressionism is to be keenly disassociated I'm talking incontrovertible Structural damage human injury, real mayhem The
fine art of hotel expressionism Pen a
sentiment with the
kettle and condiments Compose your mood using the
soap and your shoe The
minibar can be part of the
art Fill the
iron with minibar brandy And blam, see, you have a
brandy iron The
sweet boozy steam moves freely And is, in no manner, mindless fun Express yourself in anyway, say anything you may And anyway, that man lied to you (That's fucking [?], you fucking cunt The
fucking damage isn't minor, fucker) But louts harassing is fucking droll Spelling through the
death of rock and roll Rap and roll is separate to some acid trip 'Cause rock and roll is fucking old The
group of girls you zone in on Have to be on their own there and pissed But you have a
problem with the
man they're with He's the
dealer, but there's a
rift You need to get him fucked up on his own shit Take his gear, he disappears Leave him there with his hand in a
bucket of water Gaffer taped to a
chair in a
lift The
fine art of hotel expressionism Pen a
sentiment with the
kettle and condiments Compose your mood using the
soap and your shoe The
minibar can be part of the
art I'll tell you straight Hotel expressionism is his own form of art Because with normal art, someone, usually the
artist They pour out their heart But its worth is decided by committee And has to obey the
law of the
sharks I
tell expressionists walk out the
lift Mind checking out pay for their art Real art should be nothing but that Shouldn't be about the
money or fashion I
make these crap rap rhythms To pay the
hotel bills that fund my passion The
fine art of hotel expressionism Pen a
sentiment with the
kettle and condiments Compose your mood using the
soap and your shoe The
minibar can be part of the
art It's tedious, the
mischief from raking Why we hide from enemy pages Throwing the
TV out the
window, mate Is nothing clear of weak cliché It's vandalism and expressionism Is to be keenly disassociated I'm talking incontrovertible structural damage Human injury, well, mayhem basically