Watsky - Calling All Cars lyrics

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Watsky - Calling All Cars lyrics

[Hook: Watsky] Calling all cars, cars Calling all cars All, all, all Calling all cars, calling all cars, calling all cars We've got a sick emcee aboard He's got big ideas, is armed and dangerous He could make it so be alarmed (We need to hollow behind bars) [Verse 1: watsky] So if you're throwing stones at a gla** house I've got some pebbles in my dome, so let's rock this party out I said rock this party out! (okay!) You start with the windows, I'll start with the walls And we'll keep rolling boulders untill the motherf**er falls Crash this party line like mardi gras tonight and we got all the beads Got the powers to be stripping off their dignity like daddy's little princess in a girl's gone wild tee Now let me see you dance for me (How about some jazz hands please) How about I act a madman and go battling our deamons, splitting, traveling to Eden now by paddling upstream I got half a mind to do it, and the other half to do it faster Plastered off a bag of weeds like dandelion wishes still out floating in the breeze Getting lifted to the treetops off a spliff rolled up with chronic purple mountain majesties Circle past and I'll pull tragedy and flip it on the man I see two squad cars in a nasty accident in traffic jam [Hook: Watsky] Calling all cars Calling all cars Calling all cars All, all, all Calling all cars, calling all cars, calling all cars We've got a sick emcee aboard He's got big ideas, is armed in dangerous He could make it so be alarmed (We need to hollow behind bars) Repeat we're calling all cars [Verse 2: Watsky] I've got a crazy idea Let's trade some crazy ideas And tell our friends, and spread the message until el presidente hears it In his oval office briefing and it brings the man to tears f**, I'm not leaving until our vehicles shift gears You won't move your hoopty forward if you got your whip in neutral or reverse That sh** ain't moving, doesn't matter where you stear You'll never catch my a**, I'm past you doing doughnuts in the fast lane And you're stranded back there stuck behind your fear So buckle up or s** my diction, eat my dusty declarations 'yall should listen up, if no one plugs the rear beat Mouth loud and clear (f** your couch) f** your careers that bend the senses when your platinum hit premiers out the rear view You might see me near you, I'm closer than I appear to veering towards your new coupe In a zoot suit, banging like the roots crew What I gotta do to get a clue through to the fools reppin' true blue? [Hook: Watsky] Calling all cars, car, car, car, cars Calling all cars Calling all cars, calling all cars, calling all cars We've got a sick emcee aboard He's got big ideas, is armed and dangerous He could make it so be alarmed (We need to hollow behind bars) Repeat we're calling all cars [Outro: Watsky] Repeat: suspect heading east bound on I-80 in a silver Volvo stationwagon All units report There are three men in the car, all believed to be slightly off, on guard, and extremely dangerous Proceed with extreme caution They are believed to be heavily armed and are confirmed to be in the possetion of microphones An amplication system, and an anti-establishment philosophy Repeat calling all cars Repeat we are calling all cars