Feng Shui

In this house, the decor of the obvious up scour

You see clearly the theory of less is more (Less is more)

A plant, a pet, and books on a shelf

And a frame on the wall where you can picture yourself (Or someone else)

And you're welcome to stay

But, even your company must complement the feng shui

Ah, even down to what I have on

They do wonder to what extent I have gone

Tailored and tapered, couture to the curve

Demanding the attention that it does deserve

Fabrics for the forecast of the day

I admit it, everything is fitted to fall in feng shui

But more importantly, the way that I move

If I'm in your town, my needle's down on the groove

On sight, they know my song

And it ain't slow and it sho ain't long

You see, I do not play

Forgive me father, I was forced out of feng shui

A flow as subtle as a summer breeze

Like the whispering winds and the talking trees

Too big to be boxed in, it bobs and weaves

It evolves, it solves, it gives and receives

And everything I say is calculated, appropriated

Written and arranged in feng shui