Biografía:
Robert Pickering "Bo" Burnham (born August 21, 1990) is an American comedian, musician, actor, filmmaker and poet.[1][2][3] He began his performance career as a YouTuber in March 2006, and his videos have been viewed over 250 million times[3][4] as of December 2018.
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Otras canciones:
- #deep
- 3.14 Apple Pi
- 3.14 Apple Pie
- Are You Happy
- Art Is Dead
- Cookout
- Country Song
- Eff
- From God's Perspective
- Hell Of A Ride
- I'm Bo Yo
- Kill Yourself
- Kill Youself
- Little Adolf
- Love Is...
- Lower Your Expectations
- Men And Women
- My Whole Family
- New Math
- Oh My God
- Perfect Woman
- Repeat Stuff
- Sad
- Straight White Male
- Welcome To Youtube
- Words Words Words
- From Gods Perspective
- 314 Apple Pi
- A Love Ballad
- Cant Handle This
- Channel 5 News
- Cun
- Deep
- Fetus
- He Meant To Knock The Water Over
- High School Party
- Im Bo Yo
- Love Is
- My Better Half
- My Little Secret
- Nerds
- Oh Bo
- Oh My God Song From The Perspective Of God
- Rant
- Sunday School
- The Break Up Song
- The Perfect Woman
- The Twitter Song
- Whats Funny
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
I prefure capo 3, but play with it. see what feels right
Em C
Art is dead, art is dead
G D
Art is dead, art is dead
Em C
Entertainers like to seem complicated
G
But we're not complicated
D
I can explain it pretty easily
Em
Have you ever been to a birthday party for children
C
And one of the children won't stop screaming
G
Cause he's just a little attention attractor
D
When he grows up to be a comic or actor
Em
He'll be rewarded for never maturing
C
For never understanding or learning
G
That every day can't be about him
D
There's other people you selfish asshole
Em
I must be psychotic, I must be demented
C
To think that I'm worthy of all this attention
G
Of all of this money you worked hard for
D
I slept in late while you worked at the drug store
Em
My drug's attention, I am an addict
C
But I get paid to indulge in my habit
G
It's all an illusion, I'm wearing make-up
D
I'm wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up
Em C
Art is dead, so people think you're funny
How do you get those people's money?
Em C
Art is dead, we're rolling in money
Em C-G-D
While Carlin rolls in his grave, in his grave
Em
this show has got a budget
C
The show has got a budget
G D
And all the poor people way more deserving of the money won't budget
Em
Cause I wanted my name in lights
C
When I could have fed a family of four
G D
For forty fucking fortnights, forty fucking fortnights
Em
I am an artist, please god forgive me
C
I am an artist, people don't revere me
G
I am an artist, please don't respect me
D
I am an artist, feel free to correct me
Em
A self-centered artist, self-obsessed artist
C
I am an artist, I am an artist
G D
But I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid
Em
And maybe I'll grow out of it
Em C
Art is dead, art is dead
G D
Art is dead, art is dead
Em C
Entertainers like to seem complicated
G
But we're not complicated
D
I can explain it pretty easily
Em
Have you ever been to a birthday party for children
C
And one of the children won't stop screaming
G
Cause he's just a little attention attractor
D
When he grows up to be a comic or actor
Em
He'll be rewarded for never maturing
C
For never understanding or learning
G
That every day can't be about him
D
There's other people you selfish asshole
Em
I must be psychotic, I must be demented
C
To think that I'm worthy of all this attention
G
Of all of this money you worked hard for
D
I slept in late while you worked at the drug store
Em
My drug's attention, I am an addict
C
But I get paid to indulge in my habit
G
It's all an illusion, I'm wearing make-up
D
I'm wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up
Em C
Art is dead, so people think you're funny
How do you get those people's money?
Em C
Art is dead, we're rolling in money
Em C-G-D
While Carlin rolls in his grave, in his grave
Em
this show has got a budget
C
The show has got a budget
G D
And all the poor people way more deserving of the money won't budget
Em
Cause I wanted my name in lights
C
When I could have fed a family of four
G D
For forty fucking fortnights, forty fucking fortnights
Em
I am an artist, please god forgive me
C
I am an artist, people don't revere me
G
I am an artist, please don't respect me
D
I am an artist, feel free to correct me
Em
A self-centered artist, self-obsessed artist
C
I am an artist, I am an artist
G D
But I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid
Em
And maybe I'll grow out of it
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