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A truckload of art from New York City

Was hauling a weighty load

The driver was singing,

the sunset was pretty

But the truck turned over and it rolled off the road

CHORUS:

Yeah the truckload of art, it’s burning by the highway

Precious objects are scattered all over the ground

It’s a terrible sight,

if a person were to see it But there weren’t nobody around

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

The driver went sailing high in the sky

Landed in the cold lap of the Lord

Who smiled and then said:

«Son, you’re better off dead

Than hauling a truckload full of hot avant garde»

REPEAT CHORUS

REPEAT HOOs

Yeah some important artwork was thrown to the ground

Tragically landing in the weeds

And the smoke could be seen

from miles all around

But nobody knows what it means

CHORUS:

Yeah the truckload of art is burning near the highway

And a tough job for the highway patrol

Who’ll soon see the smoke,

come running to poke

Dig an empty ditch throw the arts in a hole

REPEAT HOOs

CHORUS:

Yeah the truckload of art is burning near the highway

And it’s raging far out of control

What the critics had cheered

is now shattered and queered

And theres no more reviews as it’s strewed? on the road

CHORUS:

Yeah the truckload of art, it’s burning by the highway

Precious objects are scattered all over the ground

It’s a terrible sight,

if a person were to see it But there weren’t nobody around

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