La, la, la
Marcus said
Have a heart
I have turned lead into gold
Just take one look at my art
That makes it easy for you
Harder, harder, hardest
That makes it easy for you
Write a song for me
I am the artist
Harder, harder, hardest
Eighty-three
Or at least he might have said
What I find
I am the artist
You should see what I once had
Just don't let me get old
Write a song for me
It should give me amnesty
I know what it is to be sad
God help me
Hit the ceiling
Hit my friends
Man that's where I'd like to be
I'm just glad my clock was clean
I can turn lead into gold
Alcoholic alchemy
Alcoholic alchemy
That makes it easy for you
But I don't mind
Harder, harder, hardest
I am the artist
To paint you in a corner
And watch while it ends
The night I heard about his queen
To paint you in a corner
Hit the road
To paint you in a corner
Is I can drink until I'm blind
It means everything to me
