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I was sitting in the park at lunch time a couple of weeks ago and couldn't believe how much the place had been vandalised over the past few years. The children's play area was closed, the rubbish bins had been set alight and everywhere covered in Graffiti! So this is a bit a rant!
Thanks to Rebsie for rhyming Grass with Arse!
Thanks to Rebsie for rhyming Grass with Arse!
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Lyrics
Graffiti Artist (07 May 2007) (Capo 5) Peter Bauckham
You claim that you’re an artist
It doesn’t seem that way to me
Your idea of painting
Ain’t Picasso or Bridget Riley
You spray on the pavments and spray on the walls
Is anything sacred to you?
You just don’t give a damn
You’re gonna do what you want to
Do what you want to do
You claim that you’re a artist
You’re just the dregs of society
Your mindless vandalism
Bringing misery to so many
You spray on anything that moves, you don’t care who disaproves
And you think that it ain’t a crime
You call it a transformation
And what you do is fine
And what you do is fine
You claim that you’re an artist
And you’re just making your mark
All over town, on the streets
On the trees in the park
You scratch all over the glass, you even spray on the grass
You‘re really a pain in the arse
Have you nothing better to do?
I just don’t understand
I just don’t understand you
You claim that you’re an artist
It doesn’t seem that way to me
Your idea of painting
Ain’t Picasso or Bridget Riley
You spray on the pavments and spray on the walls
Is anything sacred to you?
You just don’t give a damn
You’re gonna do what you want to
Do what you want to do
You claim that you’re a artist
You’re just the dregs of society
Your mindless vandalism
Bringing misery to so many
You spray on anything that moves, you don’t care who disaproves
And you think that it ain’t a crime
You call it a transformation
And what you do is fine
And what you do is fine
You claim that you’re an artist
And you’re just making your mark
All over town, on the streets
On the trees in the park
You scratch all over the glass, you even spray on the grass
You‘re really a pain in the arse
Have you nothing better to do?
I just don’t understand
I just don’t understand you
































































Beautiful rock as usual Peter. We have these folks here too. The kind that symbolically (so far) urinate and defecate on everything they see and appear incapable of understanding. It's so very sad and frustrating. You speak for me as well in this one. Lovely vocal delivery. Engaging guitar riffing. Good clean (unsprayed!) mix. Thanks for sharing this man!
Be well!