Art Land

Art Land - Jeffrey/Jack Lewis

There's a cold wind whipping the windows

A ghoul with a guitar playing pinball

Says Bernie lemme take your picture

Or are you wanted for murder

The ghosts of freaks who died in the future

They need support they need friends they need culture

There's a feeling you get hard to name or forget

When they swoop down on you

And you're needing them too

There's a cold wind whipping the window

The take out chinese food gate closed

It's not much of a scene if you're a human being

But we're lonely and brave

So we come out to the cave

I'm so busy i'm so busy man at ARTLAND

Sam said his friend said to him

One night she was at artland

She swore she saw the one and only legend

On Grand Street at 3 in the morning

She said he was there for recording

But Grand Street at 3 in the morning

Come on gimme a break

As if he couldn't be anywhere in the world

You must be pulling my leg

It's an absolute lie

No she swears there's a studio there

But gimme a break it's still an absolute lie

He's too busy he's too busy man for ARTLAND

You swear you'll tear my heart out if i don't cough it up

But that's more than i can get from an ATM

Anyway and you would understand if you were my friend

This neighborhood's for the artists

So how come i don't see any art

This neighborhood's for the smartest

They wouldn't pay so much if they were so smart

This neighborhood's for the families

Sometimes having a family seems fun

This neighborhood really is pretty good

I think i'll take this one