Marcus Said

Halloween



The night the artist caused a scene



The night I heard about his queen



I'm just glad my clock was clean



Hit the road



Hit the ceiling



Hit my friends



And watch while it ends



Harder, harder, hardest



I am the artist



That makes it easy for you



To paint you in a corner



Marcus said



Or at least he might have said



I know what it is to be sad



You should see what I once had



Eighty-three



Man that's where I'd like to be



God help me



Harder, harder, hardest



I am the artist



That makes it easy for you



To paint you in a corner



Alcoholic alchemy



Write a song for me



I can turn lead into gold



Just don't let me get old



La, la, la



What I find



Is I can drink until I'm blind



But I don't mind



Have a heart



Just take one look at my art



It should give me amnesty



It means everything to me



Harder, harder, hardest



I am the artist



That makes it easy for you



To paint you in a corner



Alcoholic alchemy



Write a song for me



I have turned lead into gold



How did I get old?