Art Class (Song For Yayoi Kusama)

Here we go in spurts
The colors fairly burst
And you may notice a shaking in your eye
Metaphor's the worst
But are you being driven or do you drive?
On a trip between two points in your infinity net
Obliterate yourself from the scene but please do not forget
Cover me with spots
Black and red dots
Until I'm crowding up your visual field
Bare assed and beautiful
You're climbing on your art like a shield
Now I want, I say, I do
Everybody dance now
Welcome to art class
Forget your acid free paper and glass
Welcome to art class
Be a bride stripped bare of the past
Why so serious?
Why so serious when it's only your life that's at stake
Why so serious
When your life is the art that you make
Life is the art that you make
Sell anything you want
But it's worth no more, no less than a kiss
Try not to represent even that
'Cause this moment is all that it is
In a garden of glass there's a red plastic tree
So shit in a can but your art is not free
I say, I want, I do
And everybody dances with me
Welcome to art class
And yes it does involve shaking your ass
Welcome to art class
Always keep your face to the glass
Why so serious?
Why so serious when it's only your life that's at stake
Why so serious
When your life is the art that you make
Life is the art that you make
Why so serious?