Tres Bien

When you're walking down the street
No one sees a V.I.P
I.e, genius artist of our time
Well, I'll be the first online 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 this very small space
You never worry about getting rain on your brain
Getting sun on your fun
Getting sleet on your feet
'Cause today is 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, you've 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 already there
That it has happened
Because we need to live in a place where we are truly alive
Present, safe, and accounted for
Because we refuse to allow our writing of songs, of art, of activism
And political histories to be suppressed or stolen
Because we refuse to be embarrassed about the mistakes and faults
And choose to move forward with a political agenda
Bent, on the freedom of all

I get it, I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it

(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it

(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it
(Tres bien), I get it, I get it, I get it