It Goes - Atmosphere



SLUG



Now, when you come to apply for a job

Don't tell 'em you're homeless

'Cause I promise they won't hire you

And if they like your songs

Just nod your head and play along

Never tell 'em what inspires you

I bet my fans know me better than my friends do

Because my friends don't pay that much attention

The fans memorize every single sentence

Which makes them far too smart to ever start a friendship

I need to start writing pieces about other people's problems

'Cause strangers are starting to get worried

I'm in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit

And find happiness before I hit thirty

OK, OK, I've said too much

I wear my heart on my sleeve

When all I need to do is write a hit

Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe

'Cause there's a time and place to bite your lip

It goes peace to phobia

For the boots made for walking

Now if only Best Buy could break me off with a Walkman

Everything would be fine

I could spend time smiling

Instead of pulling a sad clown around this island

I've got no suggestions

Well, maybe one

Leave my type alone when you decide to touch that microphone

See, me and you

We're on different pages

We're in different stages

We've got different flavors

I'mma let you do your thing

Just as long as your thing

Ain't got a single thing to do with me and what I'm trying to bring

But if my name crosses your lips

You better guard your tongue

Pardon me, give me my respect, and keep it all in fun

If I had extra time I'd walk around and shake everybody's hand

(Like, how you doin' my man?)

But I'm not allowed

I'm trying to beat the clock now

So I'm out, right after



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