Soft Picasso - Vic Chesnutt

it was a modern love affair

completely cool and casual

they hardly knew each other was there

i mean Both of them had their own getting off to do

and they had to dream about their own self

when they were through

but the modern girl was elated

with what the revolution gave her

and since she was liberated she could have

everything that striked her fancy

and she fancied quite a bit

i mean if it felt good she did it

and she did it every chance she could get

with her main modern man and otherwise

and her taste wasn’t limited to just modern guys

since another modern girl showed her

that modern girls know how to hold her

and after she had her eyes opened

all her old close friends started getting closer

and new friends weren’t that far away

but the modern man he just wasn’t so lucky

he being shook from his usual role as the heartbreaker

he was completely battered and bewildered

when he actually started in feeling something for her

and he discovered a new emotion

when they stopped ending up together as frequently

and when he finally confronted her with the question

«had she been bedding down with others in the periphery without him?»

and she replied «Hell yes!

ain’t it funny!»

so view the modern man looking, looking, looking, like a soft Picasso

he’s there with his head in his hand

repeating to himself an epigram

«live by the scam, die by the scam.»