I woke up and I don't know what I see The painting is abstract and lost on me So I tore it down, ripped it piece by piece I stitched it back up all shiny and neat I'm not afraid I'm ashamed Of what goes on here in this place With the scars on your face I woke up and I don't know what I see The painting is abstract and lost on me So I tore it down, ripped it piece by piece I stitched it back up all shiny and neat Sometimes I wish I could go back Before the artist lost wits and tact When the nightmare was the first act Endangered primates look and laugh I'm not ashamed, I'm afraid that this is the new night and day With the scars on my face I'm not afraid, I'm dismayed So many mistakes in their graves They wear the pride on their face I woke up and I don't know what I see The painting is abstract and lost on me So I tore it down, ripped it piece by piece I stitched it back up all shiny and neat Sometimes I wish I could go back Before the artist lost wits and tact When the nightmare was the first act Endangered primates look and laugh Endangered primates look and laugh