[Verse 1]
An artist is an artist
When an artist is an artist
And she don’t stop being an artist
‘cos she’s old you know
She don’t roll down her sleeves
Pick up her Zimmer frame and leave
Put down her pen put on her hat
Because of menopause
An artist is an artist
‘til her heart and all its arteries
Clog up and white blood cells
They un-suspend themselves
'cos an artist is an artist
‘til death do us depart-est
‘til the brain has a cessation
Of its functionals

[Chorus]
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
Go figure it out

[Verse 2]
An artist is an artist
When an artist is an artist
And they don’t stop being an artist
‘cos of you, you know
They don’t do all you say
Pack up their life and die away
‘cos they think all your little views are educational
There are days when they suspend ideas
And reticence begins to wear
Upon a tired mind and they feel bad of course
And then they read your shit
And lose the fucking will to live
‘cos your stupidity is raised above their principles

[Chorus]
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
Go figure it out
Go figure it out
Go figure it out
Go figure it out

[Verse 3]
An artist is an artist
Without followers or fartists
Without comments, without views
Without consequence
They ain’t here for your pleasure
Changing up like British weather
‘cos today you don’t like mayonnaise
On chips again
And while I'm here, it’s chip not fries
So don’t get fucking butterflies
I didn’t hang around
To be my own echo
‘cos an artist is an artist
When they wanna be anarchic
‘cos the narcissist in artist
Is beautiful

[Outro]
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
Oh an artist is an artist
Yeah an artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
An artist is an artist
Go figure it out
Go figure it out
Go figure it out out out
Go figure go figure go figure