Kitsch Kitsch Kitsch (lyrics)

Wanna know
What you're working on
Yeah I'll go
Tomorrow night, to your art show, woah oh

I know you're sick of modern art
'Cause the old and new don't seem so far apart
My house looks just like a museum for freaks
Yeah you know what I mean

Gimme, gimme
I want your kitsch
Velvet Elvises and vulgar cross-stitch

I want your K-I-T-S-C-H
Kitsch kitsch kitsch

What'd you find --

Tchtacki or a knick-knack?

Wanna know
What made you pick it up, woah-oh

Yeah we're all sick of modern art

'Cause the old and new, we can't tell apart

Our houses look like a museum for freaks

I think you know what I mean

Gimme, gimme
I want your kitsch

Clashing yellows and greens
Don't it make you sick

I want your K-I-T-S-C-H
Kitsch kitsch kitsch

I want your kitsch

I need your kitsch

I'll get your kitsch