歌曲名 Saturday At The Met 歌手名 Kate Wetherhead+Jared Gertner+Lisa Brescia+And Hunter Foster

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Here's one thing you should know about me

My sense of direction is irrefutable

It's a trait that's so innate

That it's absolutely indisputable

I always know which way is north

no matter where I go

So I don't understand

why I can't find my way

through the fuking Metropolitan Museum

I got an email Dear Deb

We should meet so I can give you back your book

Okay

Another email Dear Deb

Dear Deb

We should meet somewhere in public

so you won't think I'm a crook

At the Met museum in room twenty one

there's a landscape by Monet

You can't miss it

So I'll see you there at half past twelve

this coming Saturday

Okay first of all

Who doesn't just say Let's meet at Starbucks

The Met museum is friggin immense

And secondly the Met's

the only place in New York City

Where the traffic patterns don't make sense

Sure they've got a map

oh excuse me a plan as they call it

But it isn't worth my spit

You'd be better off following bread crumbs

Through this godforsaken museum

Hey come on let's go

We've got a whole museum to visit

We should probably pick up on the pace

Jason we are at the Met

The thing that makes it special is

It takes a while to wander through the place

This says to skip this room

Shhh

Turn left and zoom to the suits of armor

This says that xrays show an entire other portrait

on the canvas below

Isn't that weird how it just disappeared

Excuse me is that a Monet

That's a Manet

Monet

WOMAN

Manet

Gah

He wanted to come here

He loves it I know

Look he's running ahead like a kid in a toy store

And me I'm here watching him go

He likes the masters

While I prefer wackier things

So of course we wind up in separate wings

I should go find him

Not leave him alone

But I don't know lately when he's right beside me

I'd rather be off on my own

I mean maybe I'm crazy

But really I think he'll be fine

If he goes his own way

And I just go mine

Excuse me I'm looking for Gallery Twenty One

I think this is Gallery K

K

K

Aaah

So much for Saturday at the Met

I thought I'd find her here

In search of modern art and yet

I'm unimpressed by Clint and Dali

It takes a sharper eye

To paint things like they're supposed to be

Give me a portrait where a face is a face

Don't give me theories about negative space

Why would I care about what isn't there

Except where what isn't there is Claire

I wish she'd look at this painting

Look at this painting

Describe what she sees

How it swallows you up like a storm

Is she moved by that column

Those orangey yellows

Or maybe those trees

Still keeping you warm

Would she tell me she hates it

How everything shimmers red and carries you away

Or say something wrong

Would it change our perspective

From the moment before

Why did we come here

I'll never know

It's like the colors in this painting might get lost

If he came in to say hello

Hello

Hello Ready to go

Oh ready Let's go

That stupid email Dear Deb

I don't think I'm gonna ever find my book

I've been wandering around for an hour

Or well twenty minutes

And I think this was a trick

I've been duped into spending my afternoon

In this awful crowded stupid ugly horrible museum

You must be Deb