Pink Matter (Live From 525)

This is so fun, I should do this more often

How do I tran'?

Oof

Ooh, yeah, oh-yeah-ooh-ooh

Yeah-yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Ooh, no-no-no

No, no

Pink matter, pink matter, mm

What do you think my brain is made for

Is it just a container for the mind?

That soft pink matter, oh

Sensei replied, "What is your woman?

Is she just a container for the child?"

That soft pink matter

Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh, oh

Close my eyes and fall into you, you, you

My God, she's giving me pleasure

Pleasure, pleasure, oh-oh-mm

What if the sky and the stars are for show

And the aliens are watching live

From the purple matter? Oh, I, oh-oh no

Sensei went quiet then violent

Then we sparred until we both grew tired

Then nothing mattered

Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh, oh

Dim the lights and fall into you, you, you

My God, giving me pleasure

Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure

Pleasure over matter

Yeah, that's my track, man

Out of all of "Channel Orange"

It's probably that, whew

Yeah

Mm, oh yeah

Welcome to 525

This is the show where do songs lives

Um, it also seems to be a service for all of us Frank Ocean fans that are in mourning constantly

I can bring him back to life somewhat

I wouldn't set up anything I cannot sing