When I go out with artists
They talk about language and the cubists and the dadaists
And I try to catch their meanings
And keep up with all the martinis
I don't know which should be my favorite paintings

If I could see, if I could see, if I could
See all the symbols, unlock what they mean
Maybe I could, maybe I could, maybe I
Could meet the artists, and get to know them personally

If I were David Byrne
I'd go to galleries and not be too concerned
And I would have a cup of coffee
And I'd find my surroundings quite amusing and
People would ask me which were my favorite paintings

If I could see, if I could see, if I could
See all the symbols, unlock what they mean
Maybe I could, maybe I could, maybe I
Could meet the artists, and get to know them personally

What if the artists ran the TV?
All the ads would be for fine scotch whiskey
Glenfiddich, Glenlivet
The whole single malt family

The artists of the future
Will make up new things and different nomenclatures
And they'll stand among their pictures
And they'll sing and laugh and quote from scriptures and
When they go home, they'll dream of brilliant paintings

If I could see, if I could see, if I could
See all the symbols, unlock what they mean
Maybe I could, maybe I could, maybe I
Could meet the artists, get to know them personally

If I could see, if I could see, if I could
See all the symbols, unlock what they mean
Maybe I could, maybe I could, maybe I
Could meet the artists, and get to know them personally