Letras
When you're walking down the street
No one sees a VIP ie.
Genius artist of our time well
I'll be the first on line to say
I get it, I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it, I get it
I've been waiting for so long to see your face
I tried this one time and there was this huge line
And now we're standing in this very small space
You never worry about getting rain on your brain
Getting sun on your fun, getting sleet on your feet
'Cause today's the day
I get it, I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it, I get it
Tres bien
Tres bien
Tres bien
Tres bien
All the critics tend to blast you
Dumb ideas will outlast you
Money's gone you got no grants
I'll push your work with my bare hands
Because they will try to convince us
That we have arrived
That we are already there
That it has happened
Because we need to live in the place
Where we are truly alive present, safe
And accounted for
Because we refuse to allow our
Writing, songs, art, activism
And political histories to be suppressed or stolen
Because we refuse to be embarrassed about the mistakes
And faults and choose to move forward
With a political agenda bent on freedom of all
I get it, I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it, I get it
Tres bien
I get it, I get it, I get it