Avant-Guarded

Sound and vision is a privilege
Trade your faces, alter the images
I want to keep it in tradition
But often struggle to be so original
I was a regal child
But not enough to make the news
A self-importance born
From some elaborate ruse
Sound and vision is a privilege
Trade your faces, alter the images
I want to keep it in tradition
But often struggle to be so original
Do we try? Do they try? Too hard
Twenty-six calendar movements
Into the blank position
Oh to be «avant-guarded»
With glorious indifference
If sound and vision is a privilege
All your truths are better inhibited
I want to keep it in in tradition
But authenticity is primitive
Do we try? Do they try? Too hard
Yeah you try, yeah you try, too hard