Lyrics:

Well, I love cubism, it's my favorite style
When I see a cubist painting, I've just got to smile
But there's one painter, I'm his biggest fan
He's the father of cubism, and his name's Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of cubism

Some people say that it was Picasso
Other people claim it was DeChirico
Some people think it was Modiglian'
But they're all crazy, it was Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of cubism

When Paul Cezanne sat down to paint a flower or a face
He had to solve one problem, three-dimensional space
He said, 'Form is content,' he smoked a Gitanne
He was right, now he's Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, le père de cubisme

Well, Cezanne's father wanted him to be an avocat
But Paul just looked at him and said, 'Pfft, mais non, pa
I want to be a painter, I know I can'
Now his oeuvre's in the Louvre, he's Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of cubism

Well, I had an aunt, and she was in a coma
So we loaded up her bed and we took her up to MoMA
We got through the door, you wouldn't believe what began
She sat up and started screaming, 'Hey, where is that Paul Cezanne?'
Cezanne, Cezanne, the miraculous father of cubism

Paul Cezanne is famous now, and I think that's really nice
'Cause his melons look like footballs and his apples look like dice
So all you would-be painters, get out your brush and can
You may be the next Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of cubism
Cezanne, Cezanne, the original father of cubism