Young Whippersnapper - René Magritte [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
I ain't yellow, I'm feeling green
I got orange hues, tangerines
I'm chartreuse, but not for long
The fuscia is colored on
I ain't yellow, I'm feeling blue
I got orange hues, orange juice
I'm chartreuse, but not for long
The fuscia is colored on (is colored on, it's colored on, it's--)

[Verse 1]
Finally, someone let me color and paint
Nah, gradients ain't nothing cause I'm using no shades
Nah, you shouldn't be red--well, maybe maroon
I'm Jackson Polluck on shrooms and I just painted my room
That's splatter paint, staying in the lines'll never matter
Ain't abiding by the rules? Take a second now and get your tools
Pick and choose paints to use, gouache, acrylic too
Tempera dudes like that too cause it dries real smooth
Picture you whipping nudes with a golden hue
Like you Vermeer, dude--impressionism, who?
Claude Monet, Delacroix, painting of a yellow boy
Appearing to be symbolizing fear and you are fearing
That it's not art, within the definition this is not part
Priceless! Who on earth is gonna buy this?
You high, kid? Try something normal, a horse or a castle
Van Gogh away, asshole

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[Verse 2]
Magritte had an apple in his face; now your face is in an Apple
IPhone--that's cool, asshole
I know Frida woulda liked your selfies, that's awesome
But I think you really need to draw some
I recommend you go and try creating or else life's more an art gallery than a painting
Look at it and then die, through an easel you're alive
Through Rembrandt, not the remnant but remember he provides
Your pencil with a guide
Y'all can't see that now cause you all see with your eyes
They perceive with the mind
That Da Vinci
Bust a few lines, let Escher be your mentor
Better keep in mind, illusion is what it's meant for
The heartless, who thought this:
That we could survive when art is artless
Feeling sensations that you thought were dead
Surrealism--remember (that it's all in your head)

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