I Get It
Lyrics
So you say I make a man as it is
Well, give us your sad, sad trip

You're right, I get it, it all makes sense
You're the perfect person
full lyrics...
So you say I make a man as it is
Well, give us your sad, sad trip

You're right, I get it, it all makes sense
You're the perfect person
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
hard rock roots
varying tempo and time signatures
extensive vamping
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
heavy electric rhythm guitars
acoustic rhythm guitars
vocal harmonies

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Should you need it at all?
So right, so wrong
Do you want it or not?
Takes a man to see
You're the perfect person
Or face the face we've mauled
Let's all live in your imaginary life
How dare you call it off?
So right, so wrong
Publishers: SUSHI GRADE MUSIC, WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP
Do you want enough?
So you say I make a man as it is
Do you want enough?
So right, so wrong
You're right, I get it, it all makes sense
The touch of life, what's failed to mention so far?
You're the perfect person
You're the perfect person
Of course the lionous fountains
Let's all live in your imaginary life
How dare you call that on?
You're right, I get it, it all makes sense
You're right, I get it, it all makes sense
Songwriters: Peter Loeffler, Samuel Loeffler
Like pent up vanished falls
Do you want it all?
Of fast and restless blackmail
So right, so wrong
Well, give us your sad, sad trip
You're the perfect person
We're doomed and there's plenty for all
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Do you want it all?
You're right, I get it, it all makes sense
Should you need it at all?
Let's all live in your imaginary life, life, life, life
How dare you call it suffering?
Assumed it's whether we're right or wrong
How dare you catch me counting?
Dress all these turnin's, they're doubled in time
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