The Artisans Songtext
von Orange Juice

I used to spend each afternoon just
Locked in the confines of my room ′cause
My mother told me that I never should
Play with the gypsies down in the woods
Then I fell in with a bunch of hoods who
Go by the name of the Artisans


Gonna trade in my rhinestone suit
Gonna trade in my snakeskin boots 'cause
I′m in cahoots with the Artisans who just
Happen to be my favorite band

A pest of a rest that just also wends
When compared with the fabulous Artisans
A pest of a rest that just also wends
When compared with the fabulous Artisans