"Not That Well-Defined" lyrics

"Not That Well-Defined"

Things are either black or they are white
Things are either wrong or they are right
Things are either good or they are bad
Things are either happy or they're sad

Can a person say that they exist
When so far they managed to resist
Any definition, any key
You are like a fog dealt from the sea
I'm at a loss

Because you're not that well-defined
A sketch where someone's erased the lines
I'd say that you're not that well-defined
A photograph after too much wine

I can picture actors I don't know
I can picture athletes and the pope
And the guy who lives just down the hall
But I can't imagine you at all
I'm at a loss

Because you're not that well-defined
A sketch where someone's erased the lines
I'd say that you're not that well-defined
A photograph after too much wine

While you're posing there with Claude Monet
As he finished you he'd proudly say
Now, that is art

Because you're not that well-defined
You're like a contract returned unsigned
I'd say that you're not that well-defined
You're like a contract that's left unsigned

Things are either black or they are white
Things are either wrong or they are right
I'm at a loss


Thanks to Eiko Nemo Dowme for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Russell Mael, Ronald D Mael
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