Pink Matter

Dm                         Em
What do you think my brain is made 
for
     Am
Is it just a container for the mind
      Dm                  Em      
This great grey matter
  Am

Dm                 Em
Sensei replied what is your woman
       Am
Is she just a container for the 
child
   Dm                      Em
That soft pink matter
               Am
Cotton candy Majin Buu
 Dm                      Em       
Close my eyes and fall into you
        Am

Dm                     Em        
My god shes giving me pleasure
          Am


Dm                            Em
What if the sky and the stars are 
for show
             Am
And the aliens are watching live
             Dm            Em     
From the purple matter
   Am

Dm                         Em
Sensei went quiet then violent
            Am
And we sparred until we both grew 
tired
Dm                   Em
Nothing mattered
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            Am
Cotton candy Majin Buu
Dm                  Em          Am
Dim the lights and fall into you
                            Dm
My god giving me pleasure
               Em                  
Pleasure pleasure pleasure
   Am

Dm                   Em       Am
Pleasure over matter


[Verse 2: Andre 3000] Just repeat Dm
 Em Am for the rest of the song!

Since you been gone
I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I aint myself at all had to tell 
myself naw
Shes better with some fella with a 
regular job
I didnt wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting 
in awe
Hopped into my car drove far
Fars too close and I remember
My memories no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
Im building yall a clock, stop
What am I Hemingway?
She had the kind of body
That would probably intimidate
Any of em that were un-southern
Not me cousin
If models are made for modeling
Thick girls are made for cuddlin
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
Who needs another friend
I need to hold your hand
Youd need no other man
we d flee to other lands

Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain't got no choice
Blue matter

Youre good at being bad
Youre bad at being good
For heavens sakes go to hell
Nah knock on wood
Youre good at being bad
Youre bad at being good
For heavens sakes go to hell
Knock knock knock knock on wood
Well frankly when that ocean so 
motherfucking good
Make her swab the motherfucking wood
Make her walk the motherfucking 
plank
Make her rob a motherfucking bank
With no mask on and a rusty revolver