Art Class (Song for Yayoi Kusama)

Here we go in spurts
 The colors ready to burst
 And you may notice a shaking in your eye
 Metaphors the worst
 Well are you being driven or do you drive?
 On a trip between two points and your infinity
 Now, obliterate yourself from the scene
 But please do not forget
 Cover me with spots
 Black and red dots
 Till I'm clouding up your visual field
 Bare assed and beautiful
 You're climbing on your art like a?
 Now I want
 I say
 I do
 Everybody dance now
 And welcome to art class
 Forget your acid, free paper and glass
 Welcome to art class
 Lead blind
 Stripped bare of the past
 Why so serious?
 Why so serious, when it's only your life that's at stake?
 Why so serious?
 When your life is the art that you make
 Life is the art that you make
 Sell anything you want
 But it's worth no more and no less than a kiss
 Try not to represent even that
 Cause this moment is all that it is
 And a garden in glass there is a red plastic tree
 So shit in a can but your art is not free
 I say
 I want
 I do
 And everybody dances with me
 And welcome to art class
 And yes it does involve shaking your ass
 Welcome to art class
 Always keep your face to the blast
 Why so serious?
 Why so serious, when it's only your life that's at stake?
 Why so serious?
 When your life is the art that you make
 Life is the art that you make