Lyrics

Sexiness in the room couldn't sweep it with a broom
Yeah
Sexiness at the door speaking in metaphors

One to one point six one eight, the golden ratio
The perfect aspect of which to build
So many pyramids align to the constellations
Did they have extraterrestrial conversations?
Extraordinary communication with the unseen in the times of ancient
So many monuments align to the constellations
So many dickheads fill the bowl with urination
Ok

How did they exit the firmament, tell me how, uh
Even if you try to leave you cant escape
You can't run away from the firmament

Let's say you build a makeshift rocket ship and try to explore hey
You'll fly into the cunt hole of a whore
Pardon my language

One to one point six one eight, the golden rate

The perfect aspect of which to build

As rations dissolve off of your plate
A winter storm hits the Golden State
No you didn't hallucinate
Ok

What if everything new is out of date?
Nothing new under the sun
Except what's over the sun and that's the firmament
Ok

One to one point six one eight, the golden ratio

The perfect aspect of which to

One to one point six one eight, the golden ratio

Alright quick question, who's bringing sexy forward?
Alright break 'em down

Sexiness in a room
Sexiness on the moon
Sexiness at the door
Speaking in metaphor
Sexiness at the gate
Sexiness on a plate
Sexiness in a hat
Sexiness off the bat
Sexiness on a cloud
Sexiness underground
Sexiness everywhere
Sexiness on the stairs
Sexiness on the moon
Sexiness in the room
Easing throughout the room
Smells like a flower bloomed
Sexiness and it looms
And it...

Alright

Alright

One to one point six one eight, the golden ratio
The perfect aspect of which to build
So many pyramids align to the constellations
Did they have extraterrestrial conversations?
Extraordinary communication with the unseen in the times of ancient
So many monuments align to the constellations
So many dickheads fill the bowl with urination
Ok

How did they exit the firmament, tell me how
Even if you try to leave you cant escape
You can't run away from the firmament

Let's say you build a makeshift rocket ship and ahh...

Let's say you build a makeshift rock, what the fuck? Leave you can't escape

Let's say you build a makeshift rocket ship and try to explore, why does that, that doesn't sound right

Let's say you build a makeshift rocket ship and try to explore, hey
You'll fly into the cunt hole of a whore
Pardon my language

One to one point six one eight, the golden ratio

As rations dissolve off of your plate
The giant storm hits the Golden State
No you didn't hallucinate
Ok

What if everything new is out of date?
Nothing new under the sun
Except what's over the sun and that's the firmament
Ok

from The Deep Thought Entity Album, released July 1, 2024
Written by Kevyn Pie Text
Produced by Kevyn Pie Text
Engineered by Kevyn Pie Text

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