Lyrics

[Verse: Sam, Sam & Tilly] Quiet as a horse Tired as a [?] Working at the gallery Working at the gallery The leader of the band Couldn't understand the sound of Working at the gallery Working at the gallery Working at the gallery Am I really meant to be- [Chorus: Sam & Tilly] Butt naked? Afraid? Lonely as the day I became a serious artist I am now a serious artist [Verse: Sam, Both] Just a bowl of fruit What else can we do? When everyone's a painter Everyone's a painter I know something worse Than any sеcond verse It's written in thе paper Written in the paper Written in the paper Am I really paid to be- [Chorus: Both] Butt naked? Afraid? Lonely as the day I became a serious artist I am now a serious artist [Bridge: Both] Well the reviews were wrong To phone for some my Antique heirlooms I never knew someone so blind [Outro: Sam, Both] Blinder than a fly One without an eye For beauty Beauty Ugly as a dog I only ever thought Of using