Back in the days of old Rembrandt Back in the time of Jan Steen All of them giants of shadow and light But no one was like Vermeer Some paintings smell of joy and sweat Some paintings plain look so fine And some are sad and passionate But Vermeer sends a chill up your spine Yeah Vermeer sends a chill up your spine Vermeer was eerie Vermeer was strange He had his own color range As if born in a more modern age What's this a ghost in the gallery Great Scot the Martians are here Why are his paintings so unlike the others Unlike the other ones so near No one was like Vermeer Back in the days of Rembrandt Back in the time of old Jan Steen All of the masters of shadow and light But no one was like Vermeer Vermeer...