Guernica

I just wanted to tell you I love you
I just wanted to tell you I care
I saw you today on Humante
I just want you to know that I'm there
Gotta whole other world standin' next to me
Little angels directing my hands
They won't let me choose from the colors I use
They want violet 'n' black like Cezanne
The rage inside is hard to hide – a rabid orchestra
When I painted Guernica
These are dangerous time for a thinker
I'm a stranger in a strange land
If you think for yourself – you're a traitor
It's like walkin' on quicksand
So I work in the shadows of uncertainty
Waitin' for that knock on the door
When a Gauleiter says, “Is this your idea?”
I said, “No, I thought it was yours”
Just to throw 'em off track – I went all the way back
To Minotauromachy
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
Alright
Fly away – fly away – from distorted times
That scream and whine in the meadows
Fly away – fly away – from your worst nightmare
As you disappear into the shadows
Fly away – fly away – from your broken bones
Fly away – fly away – from evil
This picture screams of fractured dreams
Fly away – fly away to freedom
This picture is a chamber of horrors
This picture is a crucifixion
It'll hang on the walls of eternity halls
It will never be forgiven
When my hands veil the truth behind images
This picture is tryin' to explain
If its anger smashes into your consciousness
Then this picture will not be in vain
And the canvas smells of rusted shells –
I created a monster
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
Alright