Mother and child, divided at birth
The crow and Mickey is all of my work
He knows
Ive painted his legacy
But that little man stole my recipe
He knows
My dotted vision is visionary
Baby blue, fluorescent berry
Eat up his glory I know that he's smart
But I know Damien Hirst stole my art
Been working weekends every week
I'm pretty tired of my day job
I could be rich, and vein
Soaking up the fame
Smash up my hotel room in Spain
Money is time, the artwork is mine
My dotted vision is visionary
Baby blue, fluorescent berry
Eat up his glory I know that he's smart
But I know Damien Hirst stole my art
Mother and child, Britain exile
He knows, She knows