In this house the decor is the obvious obscure
See clearly the theory of less is more
plant a pet
Books on a shelf
And a frame on the wall where you can
Picture yourself
And you're [bad word] to stay
But even [bad word] must complement
The Feng Shui
Even down to what I have on
They do wonder to what
Extents I have gone
Tailored and tapered couture to the curb
Demanding the attention
That it does deserve
Fabrics for the forecast of the day
I admit it
Everything is [bad word] to fall in Feng Shui
More importantly the way that I move
If I'm in your town my needles down
On the groove
On site they know my song
An it ain't slow and it sho ain't long
You see I do not play
Forgiveth me father I was forced
Out of Feng Shui
flow as subtle as a summer breeze
Whispering winds through
The talking trees
Too big to be boxed in it bobs and weaves
It evolves it solves it gives and receives
And everything I say is
calculated appropriated
Written and arranged in Feng Shui