Songs for Drella Page #2

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That's all he sees, he paints a tree

The trouble with a classicist

he looks at the sky

He doesn't ask why

he just paints a sky

The trouble with an impressionist

he looks at a log

And he doesn't know who he is

standing, staring, at this log

And surrealist memories are

too amorphous and proud

While those downtown macho painters

are just alcoholic

The trouble with impressionist is

The trouble with impressionist is

The trouble with personalities

they're too wrapped up in style

It's too personal, they're in love

with their own guile

They're like illegal aliens

trying to make a buck

They're driving gypsy cabs

but they're thinking like a truck

The trouble with personalities is

The trouble with personalities is

I like the druggy downtown kids

who spray paint walls and trains

I like their lack of training

their primitive technique

I think sometimes it hurts you

when you stay too long in school

I think sometimes it hurts you

when you're afraid to be called a fool

The trouble with classicists is

The trouble with classicists is

STARLIGH Starlight open wide

starlight open up you door

This is New York calling

with movies from the street

Movies with real people

what you get is what you see

Starlight open wide

Andy's Cecil B. DeMille

Come on L.A. give us a call

We've got superstars who talk

they'll do anything at all

Ingrid, Viva, Little Joe,

Baby Jane, and Eddie S

But you better call us soon

before we talk ourselves to death

Starlight open wide

everybody is a star

Split screen 8-hour movies

We've got color, we've got sound

Won't you recognize us

we're everything you hate

Andy loves old Hollywood movies

he'll scare you hypocrites to death

You know that shooting up's for real

That person who's screaming

that's the way he really feels

We're all improvising

five movies in a week

If Hollywood doesn't call us

we'll be sick

Starlight open wide

Do to movies what you did to art

Can you see beauty in ugliness

or is it playing in the dirt

There are stars out on the New York streets

We want to capture them on film

But if no one wants to see them

We'll make another and another

Starlight let us in that magic room

We've all dreamt of Hollywood

it can't happen too soon

Won't you give us a

million dollars the rent is due

Andy will give you 2 movies and a painting

Starlight open wide!

FACES AND NAMES:

Faces and names

I wish they were the same

Faces and names only

cause trouble for me

Faces and names

If we all looked the same

and we all had the same name

I wouldn't be jealous of you

or you jealous of me

Faces and names

I always fall in love

with someone who looks

the way I wish that I could be

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