Back Beat Transcended

Don't look back In this theater of modernist art And wish what was Worth being hung Worthy off the space on wall and hanging holes it was hung Patronage in thrones have spent well earned coin to see In order to say they have Been kneeling before like the grace of ages Was and is till this day The artist is remembered for Yet never wishes they we're Because it was a throwaway A B-Side track Never expected to attract But somehow did