(A French Song) 



OOOOOOO UI

OOOOOOO UI

OOOOOOO UI

OOOOOOO UI

Well I give up all my sculpturing

'Cause my life had gone all sad

An I went to work down at the factory

It weren't art...but it weren't bad

So

They put me on the assembly line

Puttin plastic leaves on the plastic palms

Then they shipped then off the Los Angeles

Yeah it weren't art...but it weren't wrong

Now some say it's pathetic

When you give up your aesthetic

For a blue collar job in the factory

But all that exhibiting

Was just too damn inhibiting

For a beer drinking

Regular guy...like me

OOOOOOO UI

OOOOOOO UI

OOOOOOO UI

OOOOOOO WE