Tism - The Art/Income Dialectic lyrics

Art is for the filthy rich and their noble f**ing minds, Cause they're the only arseholes with any f**ing time To go to the galleries and the theatres and the restaurants to dine While all the grotty working cla** are working down the mine. They're really very self aware And like to love all men And they wouldn't want to eat an egg that comes from a battery hen And support universal justice And think that life is absurd Just like they've read in Kafka and the other bleeding pretentious nerds. I'd rather ride to Broady and get my face beat in Disfigured for life by some lethal lout with a piece of tin And when I'm in my hospital bed, my face slashed down the middle - At least I won't be called 'artistic', or any of that piddle.