If I wanted to I'd write a book
But it would take some time
I'd spend my life writing poetry
Thinking of words that have to rhyme
I just haven't got the time
I just haven't got the time Observe
The Painted Word The Painted Word
I just haven't got the time
I can't be bothered to think of words that have to rhyme Take some paint
Take some canvas
Take a brush
Take your colour
Show me what you feel
Show me what you feel inside Who needs Pica**o?
Who needs Brecht?
Who needs Van Gogh?
Who needs Vasarely?
I'll paint what I damn well want to Fifteen minutes Mr. Warhol, fifteen minutes
Now?
Fifteen minutes
Now?
Show me what you see
I see a tree, two children and a car
A large sign that says "Coca Cola"
What colour is the car?
The colour of your dream
What colour is my dream?
Orange
Can I share my dream?
Yes Can't hate
To paint the time