We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to.
We scrape by, scrape by, scrape by
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired
And we still try, still try, still try
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired.
Bite down check it out, yes it is
A fight now for music and music is
Afraid how we never really knew we could
Break down living our dreams.
Stand up for what is beautiful
Give it up for the ones that try
Oh the art is the reason that we came here
Take a bow together we fight.
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to.
We scrape by, scrape by, scrape by
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired
And we still try, still try, still try
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired.
Make plans then take it all back
From the soup pan, put it in your mouth and
Smack your hands, stomp to the sound of
The music and we're living our dreams.
Stand up for what is beautiful
Give it up for the ones that try
Oh the art is the reason that we came here
Take a bow together we fight and.
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to.
We scrape by, scrape by, scrape by
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired
And we still try, still try, still try
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired.
I call out the reasons why I can't take it
And watch the seasons change and ease my age
I call out the reasons why I can't take it
And watch the seasons change and ease my age.
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to.
We scrape by, scrape by, scrape by
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired
And we still try, still try, still try
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired.
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to
We are the art and we do it cause we ought to.
We scrape by, scrape by, scrape by
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired
And we still try, still try, still try
But we're so tired, so tired, so tired.
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