BASQUIAT Lyrics

Fell in love with a Basquiat

Said, oh honey it's not like that

Singing songs in late, late June

To the tune of a killing moon

Could have been there in a night

Ol' 10.35

Pack my bag, say alright

I'll be leaving in the morning

You should tell them, so they know

The price of the ticket is never worth the show

Unless I'm leaving with you

Said you'd be some astronaut

Soaring high above the stars

Gave up your chance for Mars

And now you're here

Yeah, you sit and you hold your hands

You tap your toes, you dance with friends

But in this bitter end

It's the stars and you

You should tell them, so they know

The price of the ticket is never worth the show

Unless I'm leaving with you

You should tell them, so they know

The price of the ticket is never worth the show

Unless I'm leaving with you

If even half of all these words

Reach your ears and if you heard

The cries and lies of this absurd

Sunday morning game

A knowing look behind the door

A curtain raised beyond the floor

If I am less, you're something more

Ad infinitum

You should tell them, before they go

The price of the ticket is always worth the show

So don't go leaving so soon