4:11) (A. Cordes)
Mr. Wonderful you, you're thinkin' about life. You're thinkin'
'bout love, you're thinkin' 'bout the ways to break it down... You
got 18 myths and 5 different ways into the mind. But you're lookin'
for the verbs and nouns... Po' you, watcha wanna do, switch rooms?
And walk around space with your black and blue balloons. No, from
what I hear, you used to dance in the face of fear... And now
you're running from the monkey on the moon... It's 12 o'clock, what
makes a difference in the tides. Exploding paths to dismay, and if
so I'll never catch you with the runaround Sue. Playin' Peek-a-boo
with ribbon in your fro... Hell no. If I was to lie, if I was to
cheat. Would you sue me with a flower in my hand. I guess beyond
infinite affections remain all the reasons the hate still exists.
Understand... (Chorus) Beyond infinite affections. Beyond infinite
affections. Immaculate pains that cultivated in the South. The
thought alone to slip a mickey to the mouse. Makes you wonder what
kinda force is that my religion screams "Punk what you lookin' at".
I thought the voices could have sounded kinda odd... So I quest the
me that said I wasn't into God. I was yellin' screamin' where is
the demon. But that's the kinda vibe that sort of blends the fog...
I dig the norm skip around metaphors. But I was too through not to
open other doors... I wa six plus two, eight plus five. Now it's
intense I could experience the vibe... Whatever it takes to fix the
tweaks in the speech. If ever I could stop believin' Mr. Man. Then
beyond infinite affections sit these excuses for all these lies.
Understand... (Chorus) Do you love me... No. Could you love me...
No. Would you try to love me... No. Then I don't think you
understand. Breaka one breaka two, tell me what to do. The room's
full check your psyche or get another spoonful. Caress the silk
lines until it turns pink. Another link that wants to push you to
the brink. If only distance likes to leave you in the clouds, and
fear was merely created by man. Then beyond infinite affections
exists nothing, and nothing understands... (Chorus