Lets figure out what the fuck it's about
We can't get it straight?
Yeah, now think of your body
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
Now we're drowning in paint
You'd be sure man that every
So sick of limiting myself
I'm sick of painting in black and white
Where whatever you thought
Now we're drowning in paint
You like no matter what
We've painted a picture
I'm sick of painting in black and white
We can't get it straight?
Would, in the blink of an eye
To fit your definition
You're the human magic marker, won't you
To fit your definition
Picture the scene
A life that you loved
With the colors of one
To fit your definition
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
What, what
So modify this third rock from the sun
Please surprise my eyes?
Line drawn reflected
Manifest and become illustrated
To fit your definition
You can paint whatever picture
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
I'm sick of painting in black and white
So, must we demonstrate that
To fit your definition
I'm sick of painting in black and white
What are you now?
Chews us up and spits us out
Not an existence that you hated
What, what
So sick of limiting myself
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
What, what
What, what
As the pen where the ink resides
By painting myriads of pictures
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about
It's in your nature
Fuse the two, kapok
I'm sick of painting in black and white
Before the picture we painted
So sick of limiting myself
So, must we demonstrate that
Before the picture we painted
Redefine
We've painted a picture
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight