Born slippy, so look busy Young scumbag got the keys to the city I'm knee jerking, black coffee slurping We're all screwed up but the world's still turnin' I hug my demons, I fistbump Jesus I thank Poseidon for a sweet surf season When I arrive it won't be pretty From Moscow to the great Mississippi So
I reckon in twenty one seconds I'm about to blow this thing straight to the heavens Still stressin', still second guessing Paid my price but learnt no lesson So cold, my heavyweight soul So weighed down by the things that I know All told, I got too bold Heart of gold? No, I do it like that
Like that I do it like that Like that (Boy, uh)
Space wizards, Hollywood blizzards Cheatin' at cards with Illuminati lizards From Indiana out to Valhalla They know my name, 'cause nobody does it better, yeah And it's strange but I don't mind I drive off the edge of the earth to kill time The storm's comin', you better get runnin' Wherever I am, I'm starting up something
I reckon in twenty one seconds I'm about to blow this thing straight to the heavens Still stressing, still second guessing Paid my price but learnt no lesson (Yeah) So cold, my heavyweight soul So weighed down by the things that I know All told, I got too bold Heart of gold? No, I do it like that
Like that I do it like that Like that (Boy) Like that And if there are better days to come I just hope to be there for some And if there are better days to come Who knows?
You gotta choose your battles And make them mean something Sing great songs, keep that heartbeat bumping When all else fails and you can't let go A tin foil hat does more than you know
So cold, my heavyweight soul So weighed down by the things that I know All told, I got too bold Heart of gold? No, I do it like that
Like that I do it like that Like that Like that Like that (Paid my price but learnt no lesson) Like that Like that I do it like that
Compositor: Stanley Laurence Michael Stevenson-byrne ECAD: Obra #26949078