[violin intro] [Verse] I set up my easel in the pale moonlight Paintbrush in hand I was feeling just right Then out of the shadows A whisper so cold "That color’s too muddy Your style’s too old" [Chorus] Oh ghost of Picasso Leave me alone You’re haunting my canvas You’re shaking my zone I don’t need a lecture from the spectral unknown Go back to your afterlife I’m fine on my own [Verse 2] Van Gogh floated in with a critical stare Said "Your starry skies lack a certain flair" Frida chimed in "Your portraits feel bland" I dropped my palette Paint splashed on my hand [Prechorus] I said "Hey You’re dead Give me a break" They laughed "Art’s eternal It’s no mistake" [Chorus] Oh ghost of Picasso Leave me alone You’re haunting my canvas You’re shaking my zone I don’t need a lecture from the spectral unknown Go back to your afterlife I’m fine on my own [Bridge] Da Vinci appeared with a Mona Lisa grin Said "Your perspective’s off Where do I begin?" I yelled "This is my studio Not a séance!" They replied "We just want you to stand a real chance"
