California Biennale,
We are artists, living in our cool world
Conceptions from above

Artists jargon, first time heard words
Acting nonsense, just to create new formats
Whoever understands?

Do you want to,
You want to cover up your shame?
More than ever
It΄s going to brighten up your fame..
How many times to go?

The more the treasures
More you uncover your sick greed

(Tell me if I΄m the stupid one - Tell me why I don΄t understand..)

Of your art palaces
Inside your undermined security

(Tell me why I don΄t understand - Tell me if I΄m the stupid one..)

It΄s just a matter of time
Your modern art stinks of crime

From all the pleasures and
Inside your overestimated luxury

(Creation goes the lifestyle comes - Creation goes the lifestyle comes..)

You live your myth of guilt
Inside your moderated modesty

(Creation goes the lifestyle comes - Creation goes the lifestyle comes..)

Independence, free expression
Are there sponsors? Million bucks come and go
Where does it all come from?

California Biennale,
We΄re all artists, puppets in this fake world
Can we fight at all?

Do you want to
Remain entrapped into your cage
(can we fight at all?)
We are your treasures
This world will really have to change
How many times to go?

of all the the treasures and
inside your overerstimated luxury

(Tell me if I΄m the stupid one - Tell me why I don΄t understand..)

Of your art palaces
Inside your undermined security

(Tell me if I΄m the stupid one- Tell me why I don΄t understand..)

You live your myth of guilt
Inside your moderated modesty

(Creation goes the lifestyle comes - Creation goes the lifestyle comes..)

With your artistic shameful pride,
You΄re just your culture΄s suicide.