I'm Wearing the Clothes I Found On Your Throne

it's a crumbling picture of advertised land that builds me my profit some raise my demands artistic and leftfeild a quivering reck you put my opinion so firmly in place but the paintings are drying the colors all wrong we need to find something to hang on the wall it's the bravest decision that anyone made then why in the hell do we all feel so afraid of it? well the poets came dressed up in fashionable clothes abandoned their morales by selling their souls and art now survived on a sponsership fund and it shockingly states that we all wnated some but it's hard to believ that the public have eyes without the celebritys stood by your side were climbing the walls now attacking the gates these words are our weapons these pictures that were gunna paint for you but I don't want to see it unless it's for free confused about wether I want or I need it won't take a lifetime it might take a while but she's going down in style well our children are hungry were selling our homes i'm wearing the clothes that I found on your throne and I don't know the answer I claim that I do but we might as well try it theres nothing to lose if an instirment fell from a cloud in the sky and it broke on the pavement would you come to life were stacking the speaker in front of the door and no-one is leaving tonight their all asking for more of it so come wrap me in plastic and put me on sale get the customers in get the audiance out it won't take a lifetime it might take a while but she's going down in style