3 Piece Flavor

[Intro]

*Sample*

And they say, they say, they say, they say, they say, they say

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Soon to be brokenhearted

Interrupted it's promotion to a starship maybe

In the pose of his process

The address object in the middle of his heartless making, ah

For the taking handle the animal

The pantheon panel need shadow to channel through

Defeat the hassle

The lasso will grab you too

Does a dagger make a Colonel Sanders out of you?

I need to know for sure

Before it's pure

Where do nuggets come from?

I think it's the ah hum

More than just a yum yum

This will make the sun come

This will make a moon fall

May your sins be undone

In the blood of the fillet of the chip

Keeps salmonella out your feathers on the way to this trip

Black hath another layer to lift

And we are closed on Sunday

Just in case you forget, yeah, yeah

[Hook]

If the arms extend

Maybe we can hold, hold

But the hearts of men

Find it hard to unfold

Hold for the oxygen

On the side of my nose

I was under the spell

If someone will care

That this what I see

When you come up for air

[Verse 2]

Deserted, Thirsty as a polar thief

As your grief inflates like an oboe cheek

You want to howl to the sand

Don't know those shrieks

You and your child baby daddy out the photo seat

A single Capri Sun draws attention to despair

A mother with her fingers in his hair

Maybe he'll extinguish his delinquents in his care

And give her

A lake for her clipper

A river full of boatload

Up close like a zipper

Stiff arming the offender

Baptized till the capsized

Dunker, like a sinner

Sarah used to punk it like the bad brains

Abe letter

Not the Lincoln last name but a slave letter

Meaning the freedom make behave better her

The composition is a blur

Take it as a lesson

Or take it as a slur

[Hook]

If the arms extend

Maybe we can hold, hold

But the hearts of men

Find it hard to unfold

Hold for the oxygen

On the side of my nose

I was under the spell

Of someone will care

That this is what I see

When you come up for air yeah uh

[Verse 3]

And at last, the bubble bath

The muscle mass

The single eye

The thigh

The supple ass

The flat calves

The fat brass

Looking like a Basque in a class of half-halves

Fresh out the pool of who's who's

Possesses all the cues and the rules and new cubes

It's like the fuse of two schools

In the mood of balloons and smooth moves

But where the water at

For this artifact?

It seems she has a pier

For now just harbor that

Don't have a heart attack

Trying to arc it back

Even though it's just a take on an old form

A modern restatement of an old norm

Star flatten accumulate dimensions like a snowstorm

The planes make it cool

The curves make it warm

A brass trio see how they perform

But ba, buh, da

[Outro]

So maybe that is cubist according to the-- OK, that is cubist according to the different parameters that you can apply to a certain figure. So you are looking at the object from different point of views, and then you collapse them into one singular, let's say arrangement. Or this is just like bodies represented with sketchy surfaces and bold shapes, like in a vector representation of that