Max Miller-Loran - Moral of the Story lyrics

[Hook] And the moral of the story is And the moral of the story is (Work!) till your arms fall off Till your abs get hard and your bone's all soft (Just WORK!) till your hands go numb And they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumb [Verse 1] I write till my fingers look like a bouquet of roses You gotta bring yourself your flowers now in show biz Focus it's Quiet Coyote come on let's go kids Everybody get together with a study buddy And then talk about the f**s that I don't give Because it's so big and explosive But a lotta people don't live, they don't ever get a motive If you got a goal you gotta hold onto what hope is If I didn't have it I would ask you where the rope is Work is my church and so the studio's the closest I spit it sick until my cootie flow's the grossest Don't be so pissed just be focused on your own sh** ‘Cause we Supercalifornialistics**yandweknowsit You're not my biness, I go for number one, not a top five finish You can have a chicken pot pie But I'm thinking that I'm gonna have another can of Popeye's spinach I'm a Rottweiler, pop my collar when I pop my fur You're on my nerves, mark my words Gotta put a leg up and then mark my turf [Hook] [Verse 2] Work until I'm black and yellow black and yellow, worker bee I just work until I'm black and blue and burgundy Burgundy, work until I earn that rich mahogany Honestly, can't you tell I'm working, b**h don't bother me Show some modesty, if you're watching me A b**h is anybody in my way it's not misogyny But if your blockin' me I will soon defeat you I will build a bridge above you, or I'll tunnel underneath you I will eat you and excrete you and I'll feed you to the flowers If I need to I'll go through you and absorb your f**ing powers I put in hour after hour let's be crystal clear I'm gonna get there if it takes a day or fifty years I'll fingerbang my fears, I'll f**ing punch a dragon Even with the Himalayas in my way it's gonna happen ‘Cause waiting doesn't work, and praying may not come through And hoping doesn't work. So I will be the one to (work) [Hook] [Outro] And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photo No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since Quasimodo