Sense (Live in Brussels ’19)

This is magic. Jason, it's magic. [?]. Alright

[Verse 1]
It's in vogue to be feckless
When it comes to the mother taking care of us
I know it's so conventional
Oh, but it don't make no sense at all
But in fact it's a pattern
Everything I hear will always make me ashen
I know it's recognizable
But it don't make no sense at all, oh

[Chorus]
Ooh, no no no sense at all, yeah

[Verse 2]
People pay for their coupé
But they can't pay their taxes for the freeway
I know it's so predictable
But it don't make no sense at all
Some people say it's on their radar
But they drive a million miles in their fast car
I know it's so invisible
But it don't make no sense at all

[Chorus]
Ooh, no no no sense at all, oh
Ooh, no no no sense at all, yeah

[Bridge]
Yeah, but in fact it's a pattern
Everything I hear will always make me ashen
I know it's recognizable
But it don't make no sense at all, oh

[Chorus]
Ooh, no no no sense at all, oh
Ooh, no no no sense at all, oh
Ooh, no no no sense at all, oh
Ooh, no no no sense at all, okay

Hey! Wooah! Oh! Hey!
Thank you. Thank you so much. Let's keep it jazzy. Oh my god! Thank you, [?]