Architect Song

I am an Architect (LYRICS)

“Yo, Where my red lines at?”I picture Frank Lloyd Wright, while you think I’m Mike BradyAnd engineers devour our work and call us crazyWe got rounded specs, but they ain’t for looks

It’s from staring at our screens and all those history booksWe turn an empty space, into a world of possibilityMaintaining privacy, and tranquilityGraduate from school, about to change the world,But I’m stuck designing thrones with a clockwise swirlCHORUSWe’re architects oh! With creative flairRe-designing the world, from buildings to chairsIt’s a daily grind, but we love what we doA satisfying job giving you a better viewLord of the Elmer’s, and king of scrapsMaking models our of paper, and plastic bottle capsI’m a master of BIM, making lines with dashes,Except I’ll lose my mind, if Revit *bleep* crashesGREEN is gold, and LEED is big,Know the golden triangle, and learn your trigChallenge the formula, push the envelope,Put more glazing over here. That looks really dope!CHORUSCrank the A/C in the office just to stay awake,Espresso and Red Bull till I got a stomach ache.

With our cotton blazers high, we have a sense of style,But to the rest of the world we just point and smileI read code books, while I’m on vacationTake pictures of, my latest creationWe wear black and gray, with no logos on our threadsSo many sleepless nights we’re like the walking deadCHORUSGot so many scales, myswell (might as well) call me a fishDoes your lawn look boring? I’ll design you a dishStarchitects, no!, call them Hollywood actors,Cause they can’t deal with general contractorsSpec book wasn’t clear so I got these RFI’sClients making changes that we all despise.We got better FORM, than Jordan’s jump shotAnd designs that function like a million dollar yacht.CHORUSI’m an architect, “Oh you mean like Ted Mosby?”