Paddy Goes to Holyhead - Vincent | Текст песни

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A wet coloured paintbrush
And a white house by night
A landscape with a ploughman
And another house beside
Sunflowers and cornfields
And an easel down below
A strawhat on a mournful face
Is all that we know

Oil-colour-canvases
And pictures in frames
Who asks for paintings
Of a guy with no name?
Brother can you help me
I'm stone broke again
Tomorrow i'll sell it all
To an art businessman

Spot-painted poetry
Living in quandary
Outside a gallery
Derided and chased
Life is a lottery
Without a warranty
Dying in beggary
Buried in haste

Ard times for an artist
With contrary mind
Scaremongers everywhere
Short-sighted and blind
Novelty was out of time
Boundary's effaced
It's better to make an end
Than to live in disgrace

Spot-painted poetry
Living in quandary
Outside a gallery
Derided and chased
Life is a lottery
Without a warranty
Dying in beggary
Buried in haste