Kevin Gilbert - Ghetto of Beautiful Things lyrics

Sometimes you have to climb up real high and it's scary Just to paint the big letters that say "One Day Only" Exhaust so bad, headache won't quit I painted Santa with a brown nose just for the fun of it Windows full of sleazy androgynous guys in tight leather vests And girls in fishnet pantyhose that never smile at me Everything must go - Everything must go America's having a blow out sale I'm cultivating the stroke garden And I'm run down by the drunken taxi cab of absolute reality I just wanted to work with my hands See something go from A to B And somehow I ended up in the Ghetto of Beautiful Things In the Ghetto of Beautiful Things Kick away the pigeons Dripping day glow sidewalks They stole my bag of horse-hairs While I was painting a toothy woodchuck Change my s**, burn my cash Stick my tongue up the client's a** And I vanish into Nowhere's End New Jersey Uniforms, formulas, Formica, office forms Conformism, formalism, formalities Anima's the thing I never had Anima's the thing I never had I just want to play catch with my dad I just wanted to work with my hands See something go from A to B And somehow I ended up in the Ghetto of Beautiful Things In the Ghetto of Beautiful Things f** ‘em all this is art f** ‘em all this is art f** ‘em all this is art f** ‘em all this is art High noon at the oasis Put your content to bed Exclamatory penance served I've slid to hell on Satan's sled I just wanted to work with my hands See something go from A to B And somehow I ended up in the Ghetto of Beautiful Things In the Ghetto of Beautiful Things In the Ghetto of Beautiful Things I'm too late to be a slacker, doesn't matter