Sensual

[Verse 1]

There ain’t nothin in the mind

Which ain’t been in the sensations

Let me take you on a sensation vacation

Through sense experience, the mind is created

As well as rules to process raw sense data

For Empiricists, yeah this is the word

Tabula Rasa, a blank slate to the world

When we are born there are no thoughts in our mind

But through experience, they’re built up over time

[Chorus]

It’s all sensual

{sensual, sensual}

It’s all sensual

[Verse 2]

But for the Rationalists who do believe

That the precious senses only deceive

They say the source of truth about the world outside

Is human reason, inside your mind

Must not succumb (un-uh) to sensual seduction

Must overcome (yeah) through rational deduction

Locked up in logic in the search for what’s real

Cut off from their senses, they forget how to feel

[Chorus]

They say it’s not sensual

Try to deny the sensual

(And say it’s all rational)

[Verse 3]

You say “I think, therefore I exist”

The one and only certain truth you insist

Distrust your senses, all you know to be true

Is that you can’t deny the thinking mind, of me and of you

Is it really all so sensual?

Is it really all so sensual?

Is it really all so sensual?

Is it really all so sensual?

Can you justify? (your beliefs)

Can you testify? To the sensory?

Can you justify? (your beliefs)

Can you testify? To the sensory?

[Verse 4: Baba Brinkman]

Hey, Rationalism is on top

'Cause lately Empiricism has gone Pop

There ain't no Tabula Rasa, John Locke

Better check your senses against logic, non-stop

No conspiracy, lyrically, I empirically expose the heresy in Empiricism fearlessly

It's mathematical, not magical

Radical sense data on its own is just not rational

Ask a developmental psychologist

Descartes was right, we have innate knowledges

Not Platonic forms like Plato thought it was

Darwin explains how they became part of us

The brain is too complicated for Blank-Slatists

Organized in advance of experience, baby

And that's a priori, so a posteriori can kiss my posterior, alright?

Some things the senses cannot perceive

Sometimes reason can not take you where it’s trying to lead

They both have limits baby soon you will see

How it all comes down to somewhere in between

[Chorus]

They say it’s not sensual

Try to deny the sensual

(And say it’s all rational)