Artistic Apology Lyrics - Vital Organ Auction

Some of us artists are sorry, 

so very sorry 

Some of us artists are truly sorry, 

so truly sorry 

Some of us artists are sorry, 

so very sorry 

(Sorry) 

Some of us artists are truly sorry, 

so truly sorry 

(Sorry, sorry, sorry) 

We need to apologize 

for being so powerful, 

for being so inspirational, 

or for being so fatuous 

So sorry! 

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We've inspired an epidemic 

of farmers tipping their pitchforks 

to rock them like Jimi Hendrix 

and windmill like Pete Townshend 

It's caused a catastrophe: 

an ongoing drastic increase 

in agricultural workplace injuries 

to phalanges, arms, and privies 

But the heartland lies bleeding 

There's been a massive reduction 

in the production of First Aid kits 

Former assemblers bang street buckets 

And no one bandages bodies 

that have no hospitals anyway 

given nurses grew tired and inspired 

from us calling them rats, bees, & slaves 

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Sorry, so sorry 

You work the one gig 

We work the other gig 

Sorry, so sorry 

for distorting that distinction 

distantly beyond this 

Sorry, so sorry 

for distorting other things 

'til you're transformed or pissed 

Too many folks have changed 

because of our reckless invective 

Now millions do nothing more 

except publishing on the internet 

Please return to your 9-to-5's 

given death from the dearth of 

food and medicine, housing & transportation, 

textiles, appliances, production, and innovation 

Our callousness & pretentiousness 

can't start motors, raise grain stalks, 

stitch a sneaker, boil a beaker, 

synthesize compounds, truck goods around 

Sorry, so sorry 

You work the day shift 

We work the night shift 

Sorry, so sorry 

for distorting that distinction 

distantly beyond this 

Sometimes our shifts are concurrent, 

both making dimes in our difference 

Sometimes we all work graveyards 

in skins that don't ever seem to fit 

We each suffer cemetery summers 

without days for respite or exit 

Sorry, so sorry 

for acting like a village 

overloaded with idiots 

We owe you a lot more credit 

Many of you have the decency 

to retire at 65 or before 

once your careers are over 

You don't con your colleagues, 

your neighbors, family or friends 

into buying tickets for some 

Middle Management Reunion Tour 

No smashing the smash hits like 

"Total Insurance" or "Honest Accounting" 

to bob like broken ocean buoys 

at another concert of poached eggs 

No former rockers hardly rocking 

as they abandon their dignity 

in cocoons of cognitive dissonance 

and the commons of public decency 

Sorry, so sorry 

You work your shifts 

We work our shifts 

Sorry, so sorry 

for distorting that distinction 

distantly beyond this 

Sorry, so sorry 

for butchering that binary 

like numbskulls and nitwits 

We implore you to return to how 

you generated discretionary income 

so you can finance our delusion 

and delivery of didactic dictums 

We also encourage you to notice 

how groups will extend choruses 

(Hey Judge) 

until Gandhi would grant you permission 

(Excuse me) 

to raise your hand and smack them 

(Hurry the hell up, Harry!) 

Blah [x blah] 

(To raise your hand and smack them!)