Composition With Banana In F Minor (Between Gray & Highly Tinted)

 

   He got his hands around the throat

                    The fat bloated mid-afternoon three-cocktail-hour lunch throat

                    Of the persuaders that decided the public wanted good looks

                    Far more than they wanted quality or efficient performance

                                                   No one wanted to think anymore

                                                   Therefore they weren't

So they repeated and repeated and repeated and repeated and repeated 

             The message

                    And the message was, "This will fulfill your wants and needs"

So buy it, buy it, buy it, buy it, buy it, buy it, buy it, it, buy it, buy it, buy it

             Until your wallet bleeds

Andrew's style came of age 

                When the style over substance transition was engaged

While creating art for a living wage 

           He drew inspiration from the comics page

The galleries decried what he was doing was better done by Roy and Blake

       Muriel playfully suggested he should just print his own money 

                   Proclaim his love of currency is solely for arts sake

                                  He had learned the art of emotional manipulation 

                                  At the feet of the New York mad ad men

                            His muse was lucre then

                                   Floriano taught him how to screen

   

                                            When galleries declared his banknotes as worthless

                               While sipping soup he decided to try his luck in Los Angeles 

            Where his cans-vases met with disdain and he was proclaimed recusant

                               Which he relished as those words translated as original

                                            And no one was confusing him for Rembrandt

                                          A December show in Cali but still the critics squealed

                      So like a white Christmas in SoCal that show was cancelled 

                           The blow was softened however when ten canvases were sold

                   Nothing screamed success better than when the coffers swelled

           So he screened and screened and screened and screened and screened

                                                                                      Marilyn and Elvis

                And the reaction was, "This is fulfilling our wants and needs"             

     So they bought them, bought them, bought them, bought them, bought them

                                              He opened up a factory with the proceeds

                                                          He set his mind on the minimalist approach

               The dry dramatic middle class grey-three-piece wool suit approach 

               Of the seekers of the publicly acceptable but avante garde images

                     For more for the association with decadence than appreciation   

                                                  No one wanted to feel anymore

                                                                   Therefore they didn't