Bleed for the Artist
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โฑ๏ธ 3:35 duration
๐ ID: 2163660
๐ Lyrics
Ninety-nine rooms in the Pharaoh's tombs
He was young and hungry king
He spent a lot of time in his room, staring at the moon
And he loved to hear the young girls sing
Remember as you bleed for the artist
He only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear the artist to say:
I love you!
So let the criticism start
And blow that poison dart
You never disrespect
The artist or his art
It's such a tender heart
The one that creates the art
Sixty-nine dudes just to get you in the mood
I got some issues with your style, girl
If my desires do intrude this pleasant interlude
I'll probably stay here a little while, girl
And now you bleed for the artist
Though it might not be the smartest play
And as you try to tear apart this
You live to hear the artist say:
I love you!
So let the nihilism start
And read a little Sartre
You never deselect
The artist or his art
It's such a wild heart
The one that bleeds the art
Descend these scales of hollow coarse tressed girls of angels on my heart
Statues of males and Christs adorn, but begs the question "Is this art?"
Hey, bleed for the artist
He only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear the artist say:
That's right!
So throw your items in the cart
And burn the Super Mart
You can never separate
The artist from the art
What finally stopped my heart
Where to start?
Where to start?
Where to start?
We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
What finally stopped my heart
What finally stopped my heart
Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo
Spoken: I thought... is that the end of the song?
He was young and hungry king
He spent a lot of time in his room, staring at the moon
And he loved to hear the young girls sing
Remember as you bleed for the artist
He only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear the artist to say:
I love you!
So let the criticism start
And blow that poison dart
You never disrespect
The artist or his art
It's such a tender heart
The one that creates the art
Sixty-nine dudes just to get you in the mood
I got some issues with your style, girl
If my desires do intrude this pleasant interlude
I'll probably stay here a little while, girl
And now you bleed for the artist
Though it might not be the smartest play
And as you try to tear apart this
You live to hear the artist say:
I love you!
So let the nihilism start
And read a little Sartre
You never deselect
The artist or his art
It's such a wild heart
The one that bleeds the art
Descend these scales of hollow coarse tressed girls of angels on my heart
Statues of males and Christs adorn, but begs the question "Is this art?"
Hey, bleed for the artist
He only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear the artist say:
That's right!
So throw your items in the cart
And burn the Super Mart
You can never separate
The artist from the art
What finally stopped my heart
Where to start?
Where to start?
Where to start?
We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
What finally stopped my heart
What finally stopped my heart
Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo
Spoken: I thought... is that the end of the song?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.82] Ninety-nine rooms in the Pharaoh's tombs
[00:11.42] He was young and hungry king
[00:15.08] He spent a lot of time in his room, staring at the moon
[00:18.69] And he loved to hear the young girls sing
[00:23.10] Remember as you bleed for the artist
[00:24.93] He only goes the hardest way
[00:30.36] And as you plead for him to start this
[00:33.16] You live to hear the artist to say:
[00:37.69] I love you!
[00:39.42] So let the criticism start
[00:41.28] And blow that poison dart
[00:43.98] You never disrespect
[00:45.76] The artist or his art
[00:48.43] It's such a tender heart
[00:51.13] The one that creates the art
[00:55.64] Sixty-nine dudes just to get you in the mood
[01:07.47] I got some issues with your style, girl
[01:11.05] If my desires do intrude this pleasant interlude
[01:15.59] I'll probably stay here a little while, girl
[01:19.18] And now you bleed for the artist
[01:20.93] Though it might not be the smartest play
[01:27.26] And as you try to tear apart this
[01:29.00] You live to hear the artist say:
[01:32.67] I love you!
[01:35.38] So let the nihilism start
[01:37.11] And read a little Sartre
[01:38.97] You never deselect
[01:42.50] The artist or his art
[01:44.45] It's such a wild heart
[01:47.14] The one that bleeds the art
[01:57.95] Descend these scales of hollow coarse tressed girls of angels on my heart
[02:09.67] Statues of males and Christs adorn, but begs the question "Is this art?"
[02:21.38] Hey, bleed for the artist
[02:23.15] He only goes the hardest way
[02:29.57] And as you plead for him to start this
[02:31.37] You live to hear the artist say:
[02:34.99] That's right!
[02:36.74] So throw your items in the cart
[02:39.43] And burn the Super Mart
[02:41.28] You can never separate
[02:43.96] The artist from the art
[02:47.52] What finally stopped my heart
[02:49.37] Where to start?
[02:50.22] Where to start?
[02:51.16] Where to start?
[02:55.60] We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
[03:02.97] We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
[03:11.03] What finally stopped my heart
[03:13.76] What finally stopped my heart
[03:24.56] Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo
[03:29.01] Spoken: I thought... is that the end of the song?
[03:33.59]
[00:11.42] He was young and hungry king
[00:15.08] He spent a lot of time in his room, staring at the moon
[00:18.69] And he loved to hear the young girls sing
[00:23.10] Remember as you bleed for the artist
[00:24.93] He only goes the hardest way
[00:30.36] And as you plead for him to start this
[00:33.16] You live to hear the artist to say:
[00:37.69] I love you!
[00:39.42] So let the criticism start
[00:41.28] And blow that poison dart
[00:43.98] You never disrespect
[00:45.76] The artist or his art
[00:48.43] It's such a tender heart
[00:51.13] The one that creates the art
[00:55.64] Sixty-nine dudes just to get you in the mood
[01:07.47] I got some issues with your style, girl
[01:11.05] If my desires do intrude this pleasant interlude
[01:15.59] I'll probably stay here a little while, girl
[01:19.18] And now you bleed for the artist
[01:20.93] Though it might not be the smartest play
[01:27.26] And as you try to tear apart this
[01:29.00] You live to hear the artist say:
[01:32.67] I love you!
[01:35.38] So let the nihilism start
[01:37.11] And read a little Sartre
[01:38.97] You never deselect
[01:42.50] The artist or his art
[01:44.45] It's such a wild heart
[01:47.14] The one that bleeds the art
[01:57.95] Descend these scales of hollow coarse tressed girls of angels on my heart
[02:09.67] Statues of males and Christs adorn, but begs the question "Is this art?"
[02:21.38] Hey, bleed for the artist
[02:23.15] He only goes the hardest way
[02:29.57] And as you plead for him to start this
[02:31.37] You live to hear the artist say:
[02:34.99] That's right!
[02:36.74] So throw your items in the cart
[02:39.43] And burn the Super Mart
[02:41.28] You can never separate
[02:43.96] The artist from the art
[02:47.52] What finally stopped my heart
[02:49.37] Where to start?
[02:50.22] Where to start?
[02:51.16] Where to start?
[02:55.60] We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
[03:02.97] We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
[03:11.03] What finally stopped my heart
[03:13.76] What finally stopped my heart
[03:24.56] Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo
[03:29.01] Spoken: I thought... is that the end of the song?
[03:33.59]