I don't paint no mad abstraction,
I can't paint no mad abstraction.
So I lie, and I lie, and I lie, and I lie.
I don't paint no, I can't paint no.

I'd been tryin'--not too hard--
To learn how to do some painting. No,
I was talentless to the core.
Objets trouvés held fascination--
I started pasting things on substrate. . . shun
Brush and paint. . .none, no, no, no. No
Way I play it like Franz K[line].

I don't paint no mad abstraction,
I can't paint no mad abstraction.
So I lie when this guy says that I have an eye.
I don't paint no, I can't paint no. . . .

I was in the gallery
When this man came up to tell me,
He liked my gaucherie.
He called it "abstract,"
So I said, "Okey doke."
My lame, sick vignettes folks see,
Yet I paint no, no, no, no. No
Way I play like Pollock, J.

I can't paint no mad abstraction,
I can't paint no swirling action.*
So don't try, so don't try, so don't try, so don't try,
But get hung so, hang at the show.

It ain't right I'm in this world,
But I duped them hicks
Although I'm a hack.
So I'll try to make some girl;
I'll tell her: "Baby won't ya come see
My etchings sleek,
And ya know I'm a de Kooning freak."

Yet I etch no, no, no, no, no.
Come this way. . ."atelier."

I can't get no, I can't get no, I can't get no,
No satyr action, no sack-it action, no slam-bam action.


*action painting, as exemplified by Jackson Pollock, e.g.