It all starts with pen and paper
Transforms into something else much later
Nothing simple as a line or curve
You're getting more than you deserve
From Art School
Aint' you cool
Wicked games out in the hallway
Stiff competition and not in a small way
Fringe dwellers down on the cusp
Making way for the best of us
We're in Art School
Yeah, ain't we cool
All your life they told you "you were gifted"
The hypocrisy lies in the sands that have been sifted
In Art School
In Art School
It all ends up in the gossip papers
Or plastered across some silver sky scraper
It's hard enough to make an honest buck
You stand tall to be so down on your luck
You're out of Art School
So cool
You're out of Art School
So very, very cool