(puerta)

Art beware. it's all been done
There's nothing new under the sun
Yeah
What a waste of my time

So take heed of all new schemes
Just variations on old themes
Yeah
How could I be so blind?

It's sad when you've got it down to a pat thing
Sad thing is all you'll have
It's sad when you've got it down to some sure thing
Sure thing but it's old hat

Art beware. it's all been done
There's nothing new under the sun

(critic's chorus):
"haven't we heard your song
Yeah somewhere else before, son?
That was nice, good try son, but...
" what a waste of my time"