Imagine your brain as a canister filled with ink,
Yeah, now think of your body as the pen where the ink resides.
Fuse the two; KAPOW! What are you now?
You´re the human magic marker, won´t you please surprise my eyes?!
It´s in your nature, you can paint whatever picture you like.
No matter what Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight.
So modify this third rock from the sun,
By painting myriads of pictures with the colors of one.
I´m sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I´m uptight
So sick of limiting myself to fit your defintion.
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
Would, in the blink of an eye, manifest and become illustrated.
You´d be sure man that every line drawn reflected a lite that you loved
Not an existence that you hated.
So, must we demonstrate that we can´t get it straigt?
We´ve painted a picture, now we´re drowning in the paint.
Let´s figure out what the fuck it´s about,
Before the picture we painted chews us up and spits us out.
I´m suck of painting in black and white
My pen is dry now I´m uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your defintion.
Redefine.