carlin rolls in his grave

Art is dead. Art is dead. Art is dead. Art is dead.
Entertainers like to seem complicated, but we’re not complicated
I can explain it pretty easily.
Have you ever been to a birthday party for children
and one of the children won’t stop screaming.
Cause he’s just a little attention attractor. When he grows up to be a comic or actor,
He’ll be rewarded for never maturing.
For never understanding or learning
That every day can’t be about him. There’s other people.
You selfish asshole.

Must be psychotic
Must be demented
To think that I’m worthy of all this attention
Of all of this money you worked really hard for
I slept in late while you worked at the drug store
My drug’s attention
I am an addict
But I get paid to indulge in my habit
It’s all an illusion
I’m wearing makeup
I’m wearing makeup,makeup,makeup makeup, make…

Art is dead
So people think you’re funny,how do we get those peoples money?
I said art is dead
We’re rolling in dough while Carlin rolls in his grave
His grave,his grave

The show has got a budget
The show has got a budget
And all the poor people way more deserving of the money won’t budget
Cause I wanted my name in lights
When I could have fed a family of four for forty fucking fort nights
Forty fucking fort nights

I am an artist,please God forgive me
I am an artist,please don’t revere me
I am an artist,please don’t respect me
I am an artist,you’re free to correct me
A self centered artist
Self obsessed artist
I am an artist
I am an artist
But I’m just a kid
I’m just a kid
I’m just a kid
And maybe I’ll grow out of it.

—  Art is Dead, Bo Burnham

Art is Dead.

I would never usually link to this, but wow. Great message.