flying widows - the bohemian gospel lyrics
children, oh children, please raise up thy glasses
let us toast to the poets and bohemian masses
turn blood into booze and turn flesh into drugs
a muse on your lap and a bottomless jug
dionysian, apollonian
we drink together
art is heaven for the pessimistic
romantic nomads in a cheap motel
a gruesome h_ll for the m_s_ch_stic
deaf to the dinner bell
‘cause artists eat applauses
artists eat applauses
artists eat applauses
artists eat themselvеs
d_mnation lovers, spill tears on thy canvas
and don’t give a f_ck if thеy can’t understand us
fire and brimstone, libido and anguish
a torned latex cassock and puke and fetish
bring us pain, bring us wine
the more the better
art’s a fix for the sorrow bingers
and godless heathens with no place to die
with aching hearts and shaky fingers
waiting for the next reason to sigh
artists dream in colors
artists dream in colors
artists dream in colors
and cry in black and white
art is shocking all the unprogressive
messieurs et mesdemoiselles
with hedonism and nude aesthetics
and roman goddesses in a sh_ll
artists aim for heaven
artists aim for heaven
artists aim for heaven
artists shoot themselves
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