Metaphysical

It's metaphysical, you don't even know

Yeah she touches her toes, she's got paint on her fro, yeah

And when the light is dull I take off my clothes

And she takes off her cloak, we're alone in the world, yeah

And if your mockingbird is stuffed 'til it's full

You're a savage, you know, but you're all I can hold, yeah

It's tres mnemonic, it's demonic, it's a heart-full

But you're so simple, you're so stupid, you're so artful

It's more that beauty, it's a duty for the brothel

But you're so simple, you're so stupid, you're so artful