Michaelangelo-Slapp Happy

[ti:Michaelangelo] [ar:Slapp Happy] [al:Casablanca Moon/Desperate Straights] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Michaelangelo - Slapp Happy [00:00.43]Lying back to paint upon the ceiling [00:03.59]No he never uses black just the colours of his feelings [00:07.61]He delineates saints on a sepia ground [00:11.00] [00:11.53]His tamper like his paints is albumen bound [00:14.58] [00:15.11]Work and toil well he ain't no dilettante [00:18.82]He conceives in oil and Vatican Chianti [00:22.38] [00:37.02]The rumour's out his hobby is dissection [00:39.87]And there ain't no doubt he knows the body to perfection [00:43.79] [00:51.31]Fourteen lines that's what makes a sonnet [00:54.38]It even rhymes [00:56.05]Buonarroti's working on it [00:58.00] [01:05.75]Through the streets stricken by the urchins [01:09.04]Wrapped in sheets round the town he's lurching [01:12.68]Lurching to the church heavy with a vision [01:16.29]Continuing his search though they come with their derision [01:19.95]All his works you just gotta see 'em [01:23.70]Ask the clerks at your neighborhood museum [01:27.06] [01:41.83]Pope's on the phone calling Buonarroti [01:44.84]But he's not home he's gone a little potty [01:48.53] [01:56.21]He's off again waving paints and brushes [01:59.62]Round the bend to wind up in the rushes