Alright
*ahem*
I'm all too worried about the puff, puff, pa**
Making sure that I huff enough gas
Well it could be that I'm down with the fluff stuff
Could be you don't even really want it with my rough tough a**
"Bless my eyes
This morning Jah sun is on the rise again"
You got to realize
I could never do nothing worth nothing in the eyes of men
Maybe I'll, get real aggressive
And win myself a Heisman
The great paradox. Nobody on the planet
Less wise than me, or any wiser than
So I'ma pull the stops out like the damns in the water
Tried to court her
Maybe now I can afford her
Non talking about Peter Piper
But these kids follow me like your boy Pied Piper
On recorder
It's a shame
They gave
Me the keys to the world
I tried to make it mine
So I tried to make it mine
'Stead of making sure I locked up tight
Tried to keep the lawn mowed
On the front, and the back, and the side
With a big driveway, stretching real, real wide
For my ride
Let the aliens know there's one of us that tried
I think I can read people even better than I know myself
I want to say that my theory of mind
Stronger than my umwelt
Then the room fell, quick
You could hear a pin drop
Like a doom-bell, sh**
I should really start to lift
I should really chart a hit
I should f**ing take a hit
I cop a zip, I want to quit
A Cabo or Copacabana how I'm coping with this sh**
Copenhagen, Cuba, and my cape is in the wind
Capodonna, caps of bottles popping right at mid
Cop a ticket, coppers coming capping capers out the thick
HO
See me, see me, see me, see me
See me, see me, see me, see me
See me, see me, see me, see me
See me, see me, see me, see me
(Woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh)
(Dadadadada, adadadada, adadadada
Dadadadada, adadadada, adadadada
Adadadadadadadadadadadada, adadadada
Adadadadadadadada)