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When I was pretty lean on cash, I was alone, no place to crashMusic flowed out of me like faucets spouting tasty melodiesNow there's a love that's in my life, I sleep the same place every nightComforts of industry are happily surrounding meAnd nowadays, I have no complaintsNothing more to sayNothing more to sayIs this the end of art? is this the end of passion?Is this the end of grief? Are all our feelings has-beens?Is this the end of pain creatively imagined?Is this the end of art? Is this the end of art?It's cool to like the President so there's no reason for dissentEveryone put down their guns and all that pesky violence is doneOur nukes are sleeping with the fish and everybody's birthday wish comes trueAnd children sing and fairies dance on sparrow wingsAnd no complaints, no one wants a changeNothing left to sayNothing left to sayIs that the end of art? Is that the end of passion?Is that the end of grief? Are all our feelings has-beens?Is that the end of pain crafted in abstraction?Is that the end of art? Is that the end?Is anything here more depraved than a country singer who just raves about how swell his country is, just shilling for the government?Sit down my friend and let me bore you while we sit here on the porch with cocktails as I bloviate about how life's so fuckin' greatI'm not happy unless I'm pissed but that reveals my privilege: no matter who's in charge today, my life is pretty much the sameSo with no reason to protest, I'll whine about how art is best when we know sadness, anguish and distressIs this the end of art? Is this the end of passion?Is this the end of grief? Are all our feelings has-beens?Is this the end of pain creatively imagined?Is this the end of art?Is this the end of art? Is this the end of passion?Is this the end of grief? Are all our feelings has-beens?Is this the end of pain all crafted in abstraction?Is this the end of art? Is this the end of art?


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