I was shown colored neon lights of gleam
And their groovy joints where belly dances reel
Taught to walk, taught to talk, smile an artificial smile
Till I sighed away in fruitless agony
Put on me modern clothing, so-called these
Like a puppet tried to drag along with me
Taught to dance, taught to sing, be the always proper prim
Which did fail to make me be like one of them
Sophistication, that's the word
Sophisticated is the word
Asking bread and butter life that is so real
Sophistication's not my life
Sophistication's not so fine
Cannot match the God's creation, nature's sweet
Down the street I walk in early hours a day
Scented blowing, breathing in and out my chest
Little birdies tulip hide
Good morning, wish me bye
I cannot sing the joy it will bring
Boring rays of the sun tanning my cheek
Brain
meadows soft and cool under my feet yellow daisies nod their heads telling me they know me well
no need to put on makeup to greet the day
sophistication
that's the word
sophisticated is the word
asking bread and butter
a lie that is so real
sophistication's not my life
sophistication's not so fine
cannot match the God's creation
nature's sweet
sophistication
sophistication
that's the word
sophisticated is the word
asking bread and butter
a lie that is so real
sophistication's not my life
sophistication's not so fine
cannot match the God's creation
nature's sweet
cannot match the God's creation
nature's sweet
cannot match the God's creation
nature's sweet