Of Montreal - Art Snob Solutions Lyrics

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What’s up directors? Grab your knives!
It’s time to take all all of the lives,
Of the people who cannot see the somnolent genius of Tarkovsky.

Come on authors grab your guns!
It’s time to murder everyone who has never heard of Apollinaire,
Send them all to hell it’s only fair.

Cast them all into the flames if they don’t know any names,
Of the principles of Arte Povera,
Or are unfamiliar with le serpent mascara,
That’s right mascara snake!!!

Come on painters alive or dead,
Give all the cretins a boot to the head,
If they don’t extoll convincingly,
Tempered Elan era Kandinsky.

Throw them all into a well if they cannot tell,
An Arto Parv feast of repitition from a Schoenburg 12 tone composition.

Come on artists the day is here,
And your mission is very clear,
Put an end to the bourgoussie,
And death to everyone who’s never heard of me.

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lyrics submitted on 21-06-2005
lyrics corrected on 21-06-2005