When you're walking down the street

No one sees a V.I.P.

I.E. - genious artist of our time

well, I'll be the first on line to say

"I get it, I get it, I get it"

"I get it, I get it, I get it"

"I get it, I get it, I get it"



I've been waiting for so long to see your face

I tried this one time

and there was a huge line

And now we're standing in a very small space

No need to worry about getting rain on your brain

Getting fun on your sun

Getting sleet on your feet

'Cause todays the day



"I get it, I get it, I get it"

"I get it, I get it, I get it"

Tres bien, tres bien, tres bien, tres bien



All the critics tend to blast you

Dumb ideas will outlast you

Moneys gone

Youve got no grants

I'll push your work with my bare hands



(Because they will try to convince us that we have arrived,

that we are allready there,

that IT has happened. Because we need to live in a place

where we are truely alive, present, safe, and accounted for.

Because we refuse to allow our writing, songs, art, activism, and political histories to be supressed,

Because we refuse to be embarassed about the mistakes and faults

and choose to move forward

with a political agenda

bent, on the freedom, for all.)