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Times are getting rougher
Everywhere you go
People sleeping on the streets
It's a saddening show
There's got to be a way, you think
While you're sipping your champagne
Contemplating paintings on empty walls
To ease these people's pain
You could raise awareness
Through an exhibition
But I was thinking of something else
Hear my proposition
Let the homeless sleep in your galleries
If you care so much for them
Don't let them sleep out in the street
When you can lend a helping hand
You say you wanna make a difference
I say people take a stand
And let the homeless sleep in your galleries
If you care so much for them
Doesn't every artist
Feel a kinship to the bum?
Isn't it his duty if he can
To help someone?
In between the Basquiats
The Hirsts and the Koons
There's quite a lot of empty space
In these big white empty rooms
So let the homeless sleep in your galleries
If you care so much for them
Don't let them sleep out in the street
When you can lend a helping hand
You say you wanna make a difference
I say people take a stand
And let the homeless sleep in your galleries
If you care so much for them
Let the homeless sleep in your galleries
If you care so much for them
Don't let them sleep out in the street
Don't let your fellow man sleep in a tent
Just tell them stay away from the artwork
And don't lean against the wall
And let the homeless sleep in your galleries
If you care for them at all