It's only 9,99 for the mug Of the Chinese painter Hurry up, take the streets, make a sign I'll take my skateboard and scare All the old white men Who are blinded by the gospel of Sinatra O Lord, let me be somebody new I'm gonna break all of the rules By wearing my dirty shoes Playing some heavy blues And going downtown, where there's Some truth to be found Among the hookers and the clowns Oh, come and and see All your ghosts are up on TV Some people got Jesus Well, I've got mythology And it's just for me They're using plasticine dung At the Dada exhibition Oh man, I wish all art was this fun Tuning in, dropping out And starting new wars online With your friends and their thumbs You know, we could break the world in two By just agreeing in all we do Oh, now huddle over and see All your heroes are up on the screens My fate was decreed in an old prophecy There'll never be anyone quite like me Some people get old and die Well, I've got mythology