Well you can move your little objects around
You know the future's gonna still hunt you down
Yeah, you can organize your mind with a plot
Just to become something you know you is not
Well it becomes so easy; it feels so free
When you obsess; f-feng shui for the wolf society
F-f-f-feng shui for the wolf society
F-f-f-feng shui for the wolf society!
Subdivision
Won't survive
Underneath you feel
Something you just try to conceal
But once again -- locked yourself in the vestibule, my friend!
Oh, it's okay
Just keep your mind on the...
Feng shui!
Fuh-fuh-fuh-feng shui!
You try to do people right but they don't stay!
Feng shui so the wolves abide...
I know there's something in that tiny brain you're trying to hide
Subdivision
Space and time
Oh honey face!
I looked above!
I know the oligarchs have got a plan for you and me, my love!
They're coming for me...
They want it for free...
It's easier than it seems to be a critical fake
I circulate my mistakes
Hang my regrets at the Tate
I'm coming 'round with some suggestions to make
It isn't empathy or sympathy my darling
What you're lacking is taste!