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(Verse) Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! That just ain't right Complaining 'bout the outcome But the guy got his due It's not for the bystanders to fight Red against green, what’s your aim? You’re heading straight for the clown's fame It’s not about skills, it’s a matter of taste Stepping back from the madness, see it clear Criticizing from the sidelines, that's their fear The world’s gone crazy, but what can you do? People judge without knowing the truth (Chorus) That just ain't right Red against green, what’s your aim? You’re heading straight for the clown's fame It’s not about skills, it’s a matter of taste They'll talk and they'll shout, won’t see the light Blind to the colors that make it right Sense before skill, that’s the way to go Life's a canvas, paint it bold (Chorus) That just ain't right Red against green, what’s your aim? You’re heading straight for the clown's fame It’s not about skills, it’s a matter of taste They'll talk and they'll shout, won’t see the light Blind to the colors that make it right Sense before skill, that’s the way to go Life's a canvas, paint it bold (End)