Lyrics
I get up in the morning I walk up to the sink
Look into the mirror of who I want to be
Today I’m feeling special I want someone to see
I feel a little gothic as I apply the ink
Picasso didn’t see the world exactly as it seems
He paints it like a mystery You find inside a dream
Not everyone appreciates the art in him or me
As I paint myself in colors of eccentricity
Some will look and say I’m not their cup of tea
I’m more like tequila one shot and you’ll agree
I’m excessively more interesting the more you put down
I’m the one that you exclusively want to be around
I’ll take you on a trip open up your mind
I’ll paint your life in colors and tomorrow you will find
You’ll get up in the morning walk up to that sink
Look into that mirror of who you want to be
You’ll be feeling mighty hungry you'll want to get your fill
That insatiable desire of my artistic skill
You’ll never find me classified among the common wealth
Too priceless unpredictably addictive to held
The Dr’s they will tell you you’ll never get relief
If you indulge in any measure of eccentricity
Van Gogh painted impressions some in black and white
But his pallet laid in colors is what brought him to the light
Not everyone appreciates the art in him or me
As I paint your life in colors of eccentricity
Your friends will tell you I’m not their cup of tea
I’m more like tequila one shot and you’ve agreed
I’m excessively more interesting the more that you put down
The one that you exclusively want to hang around
I took you on a trip and now you’ve come to see
The beauty in the nature of eccentricity