Letra de Cubes
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They say that men think about sex twice as often as they think
I think there is too much stress placed on the secret meanings of things
They say that if you chew your ice it means that you're loneliest at night
I think there is too much stress placed on the secret meanings of things
They say that if you chew your ice it means that you're loneliest at night
So you bite through frozen feelings
But I just think it's very nice to tear right through their crystalline structures
Don't tell me, don't tell me why
Why I do do what I do, I don't know, I don't know why I chew the cube
It's just what I do
It's just what I, just what I do
Some people say that parlor tricks are unfit for company
Instead they see displays of wit as worthy of complaining
They say it took Rubik for weeks to unscramble every piece
His 54 faces grace us with God's number
I just know that it feels so right to slide each slice into its fourth dimensional chamber
So don't tell me, don't tell me why
Why I do do what I do, I don't know, I don't know why I solve the cube
It's just what I do
It's just what I, just what I do
They say that Van Gogh lost his ear so that he couldn't hear his demons
What part of you would you cut off if you couldn't wake from dreaming?
There are still some who draw a line and say that art belongs in time
And moving backwards is an illegal motion
But I think there's a tidal flow, there's miles to go
Because style's a pretty big ocean, and don't tell me why
Why I do do what I do, I don't know, I don't know why I sculpt the cube
It's just what I do
It's just what I, just what I do
So tell me, please tell me why
Why must art be origami
Into a box and held under a lock and key
Why can't it be free
How can a thing just be a thing
And still be nothing
This is not a pie (this is not a pie)
This is not, this is not, this is not of this pie
Why can't I be free
I want to be free
Because if I were free
Nobody would ever ever ever ever have to pay for me
Why can't I be free
Why can't I be
Why can't I be
Why can't I be
A cube
But I just think it's very nice to tear right through their crystalline structures
Don't tell me, don't tell me why
Why I do do what I do, I don't know, I don't know why I chew the cube
It's just what I do
It's just what I, just what I do
Some people say that parlor tricks are unfit for company
Instead they see displays of wit as worthy of complaining
They say it took Rubik for weeks to unscramble every piece
His 54 faces grace us with God's number
I just know that it feels so right to slide each slice into its fourth dimensional chamber
So don't tell me, don't tell me why
Why I do do what I do, I don't know, I don't know why I solve the cube
It's just what I do
It's just what I, just what I do
They say that Van Gogh lost his ear so that he couldn't hear his demons
What part of you would you cut off if you couldn't wake from dreaming?
There are still some who draw a line and say that art belongs in time
And moving backwards is an illegal motion
But I think there's a tidal flow, there's miles to go
Because style's a pretty big ocean, and don't tell me why
Why I do do what I do, I don't know, I don't know why I sculpt the cube
It's just what I do
It's just what I, just what I do
So tell me, please tell me why
Why must art be origami
Into a box and held under a lock and key
Why can't it be free
How can a thing just be a thing
And still be nothing
This is not a pie (this is not a pie)
This is not, this is not, this is not of this pie
Why can't I be free
I want to be free
Because if I were free
Nobody would ever ever ever ever have to pay for me
Why can't I be free
Why can't I be
Why can't I be
Why can't I be
A cube
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