311 - Livin' And Rockin' lyrics

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311 - Livin' And Rockin' lyrics

Fire is my method for destruction Leaving chard wreckage from my latest eruption Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner Though I'm trippin on legs that stumble but I don't fall down You know I'm singing out things you mumble from a lack of resound Pissed off mist lifts to honesty Now come down motherf**er with your philosophy I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze Give me a little please Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates So are you ready for your lesson blood Democratic non-erratic Socratic method We'll take away the pain We'll take away the bullsh** built up in your brain In times of change or the same old things As you maintain or rearrange Come on now feel the vibe flow The name is 311 and we rip up We rip up the show and Drums, ba**, guitar, and two microphones We made it this far so just flow That's right Wild and lost speed mad A long way from sad Looking good like you should you're bad An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit see Like color absolute bodiless indeed Casual kindred spirit past All the obstacles you're dealing with at last The NASDAQ, two puppies, baby needs new shoes Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues The tragic f**ing comedy that was last night Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight A pointless f**ing banter in an endless bout With whiskey soaked Frolic Room tobacco mouth Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated yes-fools Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies Now come down Martinez with the modern mythology Come on now feel the vibe flow The name is 311 and we rip up We rip up the show and Drums, ba**, guitar, and two microphones We made it this far so just flow That's right Come on now feel the vibes flow 311 rip up Rip up the show and Drums, ba**, guitar, and two microphones Made it this far so just flow That's right