In this house the decor is the obvious obscure You can see clearly the theory of less is more A plant, a pet, and books on a shelf And a frame on the wall where you can Picture yourself 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 extents I have gone Tailored and tapered, contoured to the curve Demanding the attention that it does deserve Fabrics for the forecast of the day Admit it: everything is fitted to fall in Feng Shui 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 sure 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 To 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!