歌词
[SLUG]Now, when you come to apply for a job
Don't tell 'em you're homeless'
Cause I promise they won't hire you
And if they like your songs
Just nod your head and play along
Never tell 'em what inspires you
I bet my fans know me better than my friends do
Because my friends don't pay that much attention
The fans memorize every single sentence
Which makes them far too smart to ever start a friendship
I need to start writing pieces about other people's problems'
Cause strangers are starting to get worried
I'm in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit
And find happiness before
I hit thirty
OK, OK, I've said too much
I wear my heart on my sleeve
When all I need to do is write a hit
Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe'
Cause there's a time and place to bite your lip
It goes peace to phobia
For the boots made for walking
Now if only
Best Buy could break me off with a
WalkmanEverything would be fine
I could spend time smiling
Instead of pulling a sad clown around this island
I've got no suggestions
Well, maybe one
Leave my type alone when you decide to touch that microphone
See, me and you
We're on different pages
We're in different stages
We've got different flavors
I'mma let you do your thing
Just as long as your thing
Ain't got a single thing to do with me and what
I'm trying to bring
But if my name crosses your lips
You better guard your tongue
Pardon me, give me my respect, and keep it all in fun
If I had extra time
I'd walk around and shake everybody's hand(Like, how you doin' my man?)
But I'm not allowed
I'm trying to beat the clock now
So I'm out, right after
I rock this crowd
It goes: ola ola olaaa (yeah)
Ola ola olaaa [2x]
It goes: one two three four five
Six seven eight nine ten
And all I ever wanted out of live was rhymin'
Either from me or an innocent bystander
I wasn't that picky, just give it to me quickly
Whatever it takes, to cook these cakes
You wanna hear your voice but don't know nothing 'bout the breaks
And it's obvious you haven't found your place
Got me askin', '
Who is he?""
How did he end up in my city?"I'm the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestleI'm the main ingredient from yesterday's specialClose the hole and push that levelI'll chop the head off the devil and I'll throw it at youAnd I'll be damned if I ever climb another treeFrom here on, the squirrels and birds can come to meFrom sun to sun and from sea to sea(Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make love?)Now all the leaders in the place, throw your hands in the airAll the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the airAll the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the airAnybody we forgot, you can stand there and stareYeah, you remember, tracksmart (?), off to a bad startThe way I used to carry got buried in the backyardCaught between a scotch and a cinnamon Pop-TartThe bell doesn't work, foo, you better knock hardLine by line, I'm doing fineIdeas on my mind for my timeHail when my kind does leave behindThey'll find that I was the one that died tryingI would never trade the way I am for the way I'm notMy crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lotAnd my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world'Cause he's still too young to fall in love with girlsIt goes: ola ola olaaaYeah, you're listening to the cool sounds of AtmosphereOla ola olaaaFrom Minneapolis, MinnesotaOla ola olaaaGivin' a shout-out to the whole worldOla ola olaaaAnd we'd like to tell all of y'all, it goes:Ola ola olaaaTo y'allOla ola olaaaTo usOla ola olaaNow band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, *******'s like that andIt's like that andIt's like this andIt's like this and [2x]It goes: ola ola olaaOla ola olaaa [3x]It goes...
专辑信息
1.Between The Lines
2.Like Today
3.Tears For The Sheep
4.Guns and Cigarettes
5.Don't Ever ****ing Question That
6.It Goes
7.If I Was Santa Claus
8.Aspiring Sociopath
9.Free or Dead
10.Party For The Fight To Write
11.Mama had a Baby and His Head Popped Off
12.They're All Gonna Laugh @ You
13.Lost and Found
14.The Woman with the Tattooed Hands
15.Nothing But Sunshine