Born Toulouse-Lautrec

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I had a friend, he said he was an artist
 Knew more than the average schmuck
 He said he must have been given a real gift
 Well, I said that was just dumb luck
 All work is honorable, yet art is just a job
 Let me spend my paycheck on a beer
 No heroes, no leaders, no artists, no gods
 I'm a worker, you're a worker
 Wouldn't you like to be a worker too?
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 My work, he said, is so complex
 Not so much, couldn't sell it at an auction
 He shuts his mouth and dotes away
 I guess he serves to serve a function
 All work is honorable, yet art is just a job
 Let me spend my paycheck on a beer
 No heroes, no leaders, no artists, no gods
 I'm a worker, you're a worker
 Wouldn't you like to be a worker?
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 Go!
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 What's to think the difference between
 The tortured artist orthe union Joe
 From the market I live in, in the world I seen
 Whatever we reap, we're lucky if we sow
 All work is honorable, yet art is just a job
 Let me spend my paycheck on a beer
 No heroes, no leaders, no artists, no gods
 I'm a worker, you're a worker
 Wouldn't you like to be a worker too?
 Too
 Come on
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 Do it more
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 Go
 

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Duration
02:33
Key
1
Tempo
153 BPM

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