Art Is Dead (Bo Burnham) — аккорды на гитаре

G Art H is Em C dead, art is dead

G Art H is Em C dead, art is dead

Entertainers like to seem complicated

But we're not complicated

I can explain it pretty easily

Have you ever been to a birthday party for children

And one of the children won't stop screaming

Cause he's just a little attention attractor

When he grows up to be a comic or actor

He'll be rewarded for never maturing

For never understanding or learning

That every day can't be about him

There's other people you selfish asshole

I must be psychotic, I must be demented

To think that I'm worthy of all this attention

Of all of this money you worked hard for

I slept in late while you worked at the drug store

My drug's attention, I am an addict

But I get paid to indulge in my habit

It's all an illusion, I'm wearing make-up

I'm wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up

Art is dead, so people think you're funny

How Do you get those people's money?

Art is dead, we're rolling in money

While Carlin rolls in his grave, in his grave, in his grave

Cause this show has got a budget

The show has got a budget

And all the poor people way more deserving

of the money won't budget

Cause I wanted my name in lights

Well I could have fed a family of four

For forty fucking fortnights, forty fucking fortnights

I am an artist, please god forgive me

I am an artist, people don't revere me

I am an artist, please don't respect me

I am an artist, feel free to correct me

А self-centered artist, self-posessed artist

I am an artist, I am an artist

But I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid, kid

And maybe I'll grow out of it