FINESSE BRUT

Lyrics

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