For my mom...
( Black Math, live 2003 )
Don't you think that I'm bound to react now?
Well, my fingers are definitely turning to black now.
Yeah, well maybe I'll put my love on ice.
Teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah.
My books are sitting at the top of the stack now.
The longer words are really breaking my back now.
Maybe I'll learn to understand,
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah.
Mathematically turning the page.
Unequivocally showing my age.
I'm practically center stage.
Undeniably earning your wage.
Well maybe I'll put my love on ice,
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah.
Listen master, can you answer a question?
Is it the fingers, or the brain,
that you're teaching a lesson?
I can't tell you how proud I am,
I'm writing down things that I don't understand.
Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice,
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice.
Click to viewDon't you think that I'm bound to react now?
Well, my fingers are definitely turning to black now.
Yeah, well maybe I'll put my love on ice.
Teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah.
My books are sitting at the top of the stack now.
The longer words are really breaking my back now.
Maybe I'll learn to understand,
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah.
Mathematically turning the page.
Unequivocally showing my age.
I'm practically center stage.
Undeniably earning your wage.
Well maybe I'll put my love on ice,
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah.
Listen master, can you answer a question?
Is it the fingers, or the brain,
that you're teaching a lesson?
I can't tell you how proud I am,
I'm writing down things that I don't understand.
Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice,
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice.