You're an artist you don't need this shit
Let them look let them look at your tits
Let them look let them look at your tits
You're an artist you don't need this shit
You only want to buy some lipstick

You're an artist you don't want a real job
You're the one in a million singled out of the mob
The only exception the special case
They haven't found your hiding place

They can try to box you misidentify you
If they can give tattoos
Get everybody mechanically humming to the same tunes

Picking up the same sticks
Picking up the same sticks
Picking up the same sticks from out of the same mix

I like your lipstick
I like your lipstick
I like your lipstick
I like your lipstick. Yeah
You're an artist you don't need this shit