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 know?

You're the humane 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 definition

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 life

That you loved not an existence that you hated

So, must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?

We've painted a picture, now we're drowning in 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 sick of painting in black and white

My pen is dry, now I'm uptight

So sick of limiting myself to fit your definition