[Verse 1] Roll the stretcher to the easel We got colors going flat Somebody shouted Pressure dropping! As the red turned pale and matte I snap on rubber gloves Lean in with a serious face Stay with me Magenta You've gotta keep the pace [Chorus] Code blue on canvas Get the drip of dripping paint Clamp that running yellow Steady now It’s gonna faint Clear a line through all this chaos Make a path through every stain Code blue on canvas we'll get you back into a frame [Verse 2] "Scalpel" it’s a palette knife "Vitals?" Mostly circles Some despair I chart a squiggly diagnosis Acute lack of negative air I shout for thirty cc’s of charcoal Stat dose of cobalt blue Prep the smudge defibrillator We’re gonna blend this through [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Time of collapse: 3 a.m Artist overtired again All the nurses taking notes On shapes that look like geese Or men? I sign the chart Exhausted Outcome: beautifully unclear Discharged But still confusing And the painting volunteers [Chorus]