מילים לשיר There Goes My Inspiration – Utopia

They say pain can bring out the artist's best
Common sense doesn't realize
But since you've been gone, I just can't care less
It can hurt so bad
Everyday I sit in my garret staring at the floor
There goes my inspiration
But my heart isn't in it anymore There goes my inspiration
I felt it fly away when you said goodbye
My reason for creation I was hung in the Louvre, I was Renoir's pal
Now they don't come 'round
Me and Gaugin used to party down
Vincent Van Gogh used to joke with me
It's all over town that the master's lost his touch
I'm so lost I can hardly hold a brush And now my palette is a sorry mix of grey and brown
And all the other art lovers stay away
'cause I'm bringing them down Now I wander the left bank every day
Peddle my oils to the galleries
Searching for my muse in sad cafes
But they turn me down
But the style and the sentiment is weak Everybody says I'm a master of technique.