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Takes one to know one, they say Well am I one now, in this low light? A gallerist, I mean A gallery The kind to lay down his life For a long night and a short day Sits down at his easel to paint I saved so many easels today Just so you know In a seedy way I’ll stick around But first he’s got one thing to say Please be bold, die easily Such a sight to see It’s a quality of light, an elegant design A measurement of gain Oh, it’s such a sight, so serially divine Metropolitan stain Oh, look, whose young works are these? An emerging master, not to be missed Such that has never been seen Who is hungry? It was a hard room to read SongtexteIt was a con, it was a concept It’s hard to know what not to say You see, I was a low life and it was a low-light situation A single line Takes on a heavy load And a frame so fine Safe to say will explode Please be bold, die easily Such a sight to see It’s a quality of light, an elegant design A measurement of gain Oh, it’s such a sight, so serially divine Metropolitan stain Aus Songtexte Mania