Lyrics:
Whenever it sees me
But most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
Most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
I want to fly around
it‘s a painting.
David Hockney painted pools, private swimming pools
David Hockney painted pools, L.A. swimming pools
and Don Glolnick thought it‘s cool
roads, cactus trees, the limes
Shaking my head and the colours going wild
You are: Hockney, Hockney, Gauguin
Oh girl, I don’t know who I am
Oh I don’t
never thought I'd paint anything again
I decided I wasn't ever gonna paint again
It didn't bother me too much, Warhol's dead
David Hockney's still alive,
sogno
Parrucchieri in estasi gerani ai davanzali
(ricordarsi di dare da bere)
Von Braun tradito vasche ionizzate
E culi di Hockney
Culi di Hockney bagnati
a nice day!
Defecting Russian dance into Hockney prints
Exclusive to Bloomingdale's, gift-wrapped in red
From the land of blue rinse
They boggle
a nice day!
Defecting russian dance into Hockney prints
Exclusive to Bloomingdales, gift-wrapped in red
From the land of blue rinse
They boggle
art
Makes me
Want to rock out(ow)
So I'm in the Tate
And I'm looking at Hockney
And wow
There's something amazing about that blue
Amazes me
a nice day!
Defecting russian dance into Hockney prints
Exclusive to Bloomingdales, gift-wrapped in red
From the land of blue rinse
They boggle
Cokey chokey, one for the road
It's so Soho Hotel
Left for dead not like a Hockney
Angry tears, they fell
You blew like smoke from the room
但Murakami is ok
She feels like Bosch 人間樂園就係香港地
草間彌生嘅髮色
Francis Bacon咁壓抑
Margritte 啲 hat tricks
似係Dali咁得戚
艾末末嘅 青花瓷 is her favourite
David Hockney 寶麗來用來保守秘密
Nacht
In der Orangerie
Skinny dipping im Eau de vie
Bienen summen Satie
David Hockney
Liege am Pool jetzt
Das Gold an meinem
Schuh blitzt
Breakfast
Keaton on float approach boat
And Hockney ready to detonate that remote
McManus handing us damage up on the scope
You dumb fuck, what the fuck, there’s no
I’m not a cockney
..Notts City, we up north like david Hockney
You know the splash with the diving board,
Making cash from my craft
Stay intact with
the back of my mind
Oh boy I'm so lucky
Here under my Hockney
I reach for the stars
Oh no, oh no
Deep under the water
Acrylic blue colors
Say hi to my mom
Oh
upon your face
A bigger splash
David Hockney in 67 says he died, he died and went heaven
All those paintings live on forever, but this was the one
finchè chiudo gli occhi
Voglio piscine a 90 milioni David Hockney cazzo mi tocchi
Giorni migliori li ho visti non abbastanza nuvole nere qua è tesa
Sai non punto alla piscina dentro alla mia casa nuova
Io voglio la piscina nella mia casa di prima
Il ritratto di un artista, sono Hockney, tu sei
reporter- got a big editorial dream
Take the government to court
Is the Major really bought?
Who went to the Hockney show?
Michael Caine, Brigitte
la piscine
Défi de motricité fine
Tu sembles incarner le divin
Comme si David Hockney t'avait peint
On a parlé toute la nuit
Avec des phrases
got a big editorial dream
Take the government to court
Is the Mayor really bought?
Who went to the Hockney show?
Michael Cain, Brigitte Bardot
Ol'
tipa
Che le levo il rossetto, il fondotinta, la matita
Sembri il nuovo David Hockney, però senza le piscine
Ma è lo stesso California in mezzo
hasard
Sur le hauteurs la ville orchestre
Les Lakers et Hockney en guest
Malaga Cove, les grands-soirs
Oakley
Alzo il valore di 'sta merda, David Hockney
Rimi tu come se parlasse un signore
Rimo io come se parlasse il Signore
I'm trippin', da sto emisfero
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