Images

[Verse 1]

I think images are worth repeating, images repeated from a painting

Images taken from a painting, from a photo worth re-seeing

I love images worth repeating, project them upon the ceiling

Multiply them with silk screening, see them with a different feeling

Images, those images

Images, those images

[Verse 2]

Some say images have no feeling, I think there's a deeper meaning

Mechanical precision, or so it's seeming, instigates a cooler feeling

I love multiplicity of screenings, things born anew display new meanings

I think images are worth repeating and repeating and repeating

Images, ah images

Those images, images

[Verse 3]

I'm no urban idiot savant, spewing paint without any order

I'm no sphinx, no mystery enigma, what I paint is very ordinary

I don't think I'm old or modern, I don't think I think I'm thinking

It doesn't matter what I'm thinking, it's the images are worth repeating

And repeating

Those images, images

[Verse 4]

If you're looking for a deeper meaning, I'm as deep as this high ceiling

If you think technique is meaning, you might find me very simple

You might think the images are boring, cars and cans and chairs and flowers

And you might find me personally boring - hammer, sickle, Mao Tse Tong Mao Tse Tong

Those images, those images

Images

[Outro]

I think that it bears repeating, the images upon the ceiling

I love images worth repeating and repeating and repeating

Images, images

Those images, those images