Like Picasso said in 1910 I'm gonna paint me a mandolin Could be cubes, it could be curves I like to mix the paint with nerve I load my brush and fire away Paint me a hole in the light of day Well, you can play it straight or play it from left field You got to play it just the way you feel Come on, boys, play it again Play it on Picasso's mandolin Well, it's coloring books and drinking wines It's hard to stay between the lines Now there ain't no rule if you don't break it Ain't no chance if you don't take it Said the damnedest thing he'd ever heard Was trying to learn to sing from a mockingbird Well, you can play it straight or play it from left field You got to play it just the way you feel Come on, boys, play it again Play it on Picasso's mandolin ♪ Well, Picasso said before he died "There's one more painting I'd like to try" Well, the doctor held his breath And then Picasso nailed a mandolin He's born in Spain and died in France He was not scared of baggy pants Well, you can play it straight or play it from left field You got to play it just the way you feel Come on, boys, play it again Play it on Picasso's mandolin Play it straight or play it from left field You got to play it just the way you feel Come on, boys, play it again Play it on Picasso's mandolin