D [Verse]D We’re the anticultD Atonal radikaleD Surreal and simplistic, vulgar and sadisticD In the motherlandD Big Dada jazz menD Go tell the minister, modern life is sinisterG IncomprehensibleA G No teachers to cure the soulA D Narrow stairs to parade our worthA Hung abstract, anything but pureD You can burn our paintingsD We’ll dream a thousand moreD C G F Each one more subversive than beforeDD Imperial eagleD Drop the hammer and sickleD Socialist get realist, all hail degeneratesD Played cathedral niceD Rhinos of VersaillesD You can tell Joseph, modern life is grotesqueG We’re reprehensibleG Violent in color, reek of oilA D The birth of expressionismA F D We’re here to smash symbolismD You can burn our paintingsD We’ll dream a thousand moreD C G F Each one more coercive than beforeFC I had to lash to somethingG D So perverse and so sweetDC Want to know how this turns outG A Just ask the Romans and GreeksAD You can burn our paintingsD We’ll dream a thousand moreC G Each one more subversiveD Please don’t burn our paintings Lovely wretcheryC G Forbidden pleasuresD for all the world to seeD Come see
They Burned Our Paintings
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