Tropical Fuck Storm - Suburbiopia lyrics

[Intro] Take my Hand and see [Verse 1] Are you sitting on your luggage in an airport hotel bar? Are you trying to put some distance 'tween your thick skull and your arse? Are you locked in your mumma’s basement for a Fortnite marathon? Are you choking on a chemtrail? Are you batting off to Teal Swan? [Chorus] Take my- Don’t knock nothing until you try it Nothing until you try it Hand and see [Verse 2] Monday morning's methadone and you're pissing in a cup And Monday night your sponsor writes you ‘Baby are you up?’ Your suburbiopia was lost 'cause you were catfish bait And now you're playing online blackjack in a Highway Super 8 [Verse 3] Have you heard about the Raëliens? Have you heard 'bout Heaven’s Gate? Have you ever walked the shining path or sipped on the Kool-Aid? 'They’re all psychopathic killers', I can hear you say with spite They’re dead and gone, they’re probably wrong but maybe they were right [Chorus] Take my- Don’t knock nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it Hand be free Nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it Take my- Don’t knock nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it Hand be free [Post-Chorus] Take Take Take Take [Chorus] Take my- Don’t knock nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it Hand be free Nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it Take my- Nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it Hand believe Don’t knock nothing until you try it Nothing until you tried it