Huh. yeah
Brute finesse, finesse brut
From the flower to the root
Comment allez-vous
Abassi
Dubia-
-ku
Huh
Yeah that's the tongue to the tooth
Too cutty?
Why's that?
The spirit is projected
Through a prism that lies flat
On a shaft of light
Atomic freedom
In an unreal afterlife
Huh
The impossible freedom
Of a dream on a dreamless night
The dream is a neon light
Brute finesse, finesse brut
The art object
Negotiable
Emotions get so emotional, right?
That's how things go I guess
Look at thе ocean though
Wavy, right?
Waves, right, yeah
Huh
Know what I mеan though?
Waves, yo
Huh
Umm--- think fast
But I dream slow
Know what I mean though?
Waves, though, man
That's how dreams go
That's a different math
Stony little roads
Different paths
Where's the place they all lead back?
Some call it home
I've been all around the world
Call it home
The whole thing
You know one long song
The globe thing, man, right?
Hey but capitalism is at odds with democracy man
Devil in the head man
Spit the hypnotism man
Dog chopper [?]
Ya trick
Huh
Go tell your boys if you scared
Tell teh reverend or
Whatever, man
Tell your honor if you want that
Not me, got me?
See that bullshit right there?
Yeah, that's not me
Artists in the age of the photocopy
Totally embody my own manifestible god body
Probably I ain't checked yet
But doggy it's a safe bet
Finesse brut, forty
Brute finesse