Matisse - Cheap As Art lyrics

They're coming from the trees It's OK with me They know (think) so they think they can be They're hideous, devout and second hand God will help the one who helps himself So, my days end in you Angel of shame holds the key of night The magic words are "fungus babies" And my days end in you Millenium of shame Time for a fart Someone help the lost souls We did our best All was done in vain Who can fight creatures so profain? So my days end in you They're coming from the trees Now they smell of rotten leaves And my days end in you I said I'd other things to do But I came running back to you Looked deep inside You can't say deep Unless you sleep We could never be CHEAP AS ART