The Memo Lyrics - Father John Misty

I'm gonna steal some bedsheets 

From an amputee 

I'm gonna mount em on a canvas 

In the middle of the gallery 

I'm gonna tell everybody 

It was painted by a chimpanzee 

Just between you and me 

Here at the cultural low watermark 

If it's fraud or art 

They'll pay you to believe 

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I'm gonna take five young dudes 

From white families 

I'm gonna mount 'em on a billboard 

In the middle of the country 

I'm gonna tell everybody 

They sing like angels with whiter teeth 

But just between you and me 

They're just like the ones before 

With their standards lower 

Another concert-goer will pay you to believe 

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Oh, caffeine in the morning, alcohol at night 

Cameras to record you and mirrors to recognize 

And as the world is getting smaller, small things take up all your time 

Narcissus would have had a field day if he could have got online 

And friends it's not self-love that kills you 

It's when those who hate you are allowed 

To sell you that you're a glorious shit 

The entire world revolves around 

And that you're the eater, no not the eaten 

But that your hunger will only cease 

If you come binge on radiant blandness 

At the disposable feast 

(You're enjoying the chill winter playlist) 

Just quickly how would you rate yourself 

( I need Indie Brunch) 

In terms of sex appeal and cultural significance? 

(Irony, irony 

Blo blo blo blo blo blo blo) 

Do you usually listen to music like this? 

(Just one more mile, you can do it again) 

Can we recommend some similar artists? 

(This is totally the song of my summer) 

Are you feeling depressed? 

(This guy just gets me) 

But your feedback's important 

To us 

(Music is my life) 

Gonna buy myself a sports team 

And put 'em in a pit 

I'm gonna wage the old crusade 

Against consciousness 

All I need's a couple winners 

To get every loser to fight in it 

Keep the golden calf 

Just need the bullshit 

And they won't just sell themselves into slavery 

They'll get on their knees and pay you to believe