Art For Art's Sake Songtext / Lyric

Gimme your body

Gimme your mind

Open your heart

Pull down the blind

Gimme your love gimme it all

Gimme in the kitchen gimme in the hall

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Gimme the readys

Gimme the cash

Gimme a bullet

Gimme a smash

Gimme a silver gimme a gold

Make it a million for when I get old

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Money talks so listen to it

Money talks to me

Anyone can understand it

Money cant be beat oh no

When you get down, down to the root

Dont give a damn dont give a hoot

Still gotta keep makin the loot

Chauffeur driven

Gotta make her quick as you can

Give her lovin make you a man

Get her in the palm of your hand

Bread from heaven

Gimme a country

Where I can be free

Dont need the unions

Strangling me

Keep me in exile the rest of my days

Burn me in hell but as long as it pays

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for gods sake