You have the camera and you have the film
Give me the projector, baby, give me the screen

What I can trade, you will be glad of what you get
You don't know me yet
You don't know how I extract
You can't feel my full impact
You don't know how strip it clean
You only know you're what I need

You have the money, the apartment in New York
Give me the computer, baby, give the book


You have the healthy food and you have the remote
Give me every song you every sang, and every word you ever wrote


The selfish life of the activist
Can only be understood
Can only be understood
By the selfishness of the artist
Selfishness of the artist

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