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1.
4am Monday
Tom: GMédioG
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GCBmA
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GI know why they Ccall them labels
BmBecause you have to fit a label Anow to fit a label
GBut If I'm a pussy,C then I guess I did my kegels
BmI got it on lox,A I'll bring the bagels
GIt kind of feels like Cmiddle school again when they call
BmI think the majors cAan't decide if I'll come play ball
GIf I can make them Cmoney If I can dumb my shit
Bmdown enough or do the Adance I think it's kind of funny
GThey might be rightC, I'm shaped different like Toblerone
BmI turned down a quarAter mil to pitch a mobile phone
GCause I believed that I can Cbe more and walked away
BmAnd left my hand up in the Aair like I just shot the J
GWhite rappers make it quicCker if we talk like stars
BmHit the A-list Cause you Apuffed on Ls and dropped your Rs
GLet's pull some video Cout of 5th grade pageant
BmAnd compare the way you Atalked then to how you're rapping
GYou think you sound thCe same?
BmOr that you picked uAp the way to be real in somewhere TV-Land along the way?
GIf I just get 15 minutCes I'm gonna stay myself
BmAnd when that 16th minAute comes then I won't hate myself
GMaybe I'll never get sCigned I'll fucking flatline
BmBut nobody gets to rAaise a banner during halftime
GWin or lose, I always Cchoose myself and place a bid
N.C.
And make the same face on every play like Jason Kidd
GIt's almoCst 4AM
BmMonday in Amy room again
GGot a crazCy vision of a
Bmdream escapAing from my pen
GI'll be swingCing going down
BmFuck that noise, ANo way no how
You're Glistening to Cthis song but I'm
Bmworking on theA next one now
GIf my goals are odCd I take as a challenge
BmPeople seem confused by how I Ahope to use my talents
GCould he be weird Al, Ccould he be Jimmy Fallon?
I Bmtell them to imagine Mos ADef meets Woody Allen
GHaters give me balance.C Every Kyle's got a Cartman
BmI know how failure tastesA I drink it straight from the carton
GI always keep a gallonC in the fridge at my apartment
To reBmmind me how it feels to drop the Aball like Stevie Bartman
GBelieve me I want to achCieve it all by being me
BmIt's too easy to be cheesy on ATV or DVD
GI'm seeking to sneak in, but I'mC weeping when I peep the scene
Cause BmI'm knee-deep in it and need a ATP roll to keep it clean
GI'm digging for a deeper Cmeaning cause beneath this skin is
Bmbeating the temperamental Aheaving heart of gentle heathen
GIf you deceive us, homie Cthat's so sad
BmI'll get more agro than the AAggro Crag
GI'm Boney Boney leave me alConey you know me well
BmDon't dwell on that Jabroni Ajust cause that baloney sells
GHis flow is hole-y like the Cedge of abalone shells
BmI want to flow holy Alike matrimony bells
GIt's almoCst 4AM
BmMonday in Amy room again
GGot a crazCy vision of a
Bmdream escapAing from my pen
GI'll be swingCing going down
BmFuck that noise, ANo way no how
You're Glistening to Cthis song but I'm
Bmworking on theA next one now
Instrumental
GCBmA
GCBmA
GIt's almoCst 4AM
BmMonday in Amy room again
GGot a crazCy vision of a
Bmdream escapAing from my pen
GI'll be swingCing going down
BmFuck that noise, ANo way no how
You're Glistening to Cthis song but I'm
Bmworking on theA next one now
2.
Sarajevo
Tom: EbAvançadoEb
Db
Ab
Fm
Cm
Gb
Gdim
Bbm
Gbmaj7
Gm
EbAnd they wonder what our parents say
And they wonder how we'll rDbaise our chAbildren
FmAnd they tell me that I'm living with a monster
And they whisper that she took up with a vCmillain
AbBut I don't see dragon's scales
EbAnd I don't see clDbaws and fAbangs
All I'm looking at is aGbrms that hold me
AbBrown eyes that understand
EbAnd when she clAbosed those eyes one final time no pipGbers cFmame
FmBut I know I got a love that's truer than a milAbitary sniper's aCmim
CmBut we won't die in vain
GdimTie that chain around my wGdimaist
And Abpull me from the bottom of the pit of hell up to your final resting place
EbSarajevo, SDbarajAbevo
You're the altar tEbhat I prBbmay to
God is lEbove and love is aBbmll we hFmave Ab
EbWe were trynna run from the city
Had the hope and the prDbide of the kids
FmPeople wanna put up walls to divide us
Kinda fitting that we dEbied on a bridge
BbmSame souls, both sides of the banks
EbThey say we're different and they're fDbillin in the facts
FmBut they put the same metal in the bullets
AbAnd they put the same bullets in our backs
EbKinda love that we got is one in a mill
Ain't no God that I pDbray to would wanna kill
FmIt's not God but it's fear and it's politics
And a Molotov that was Eblit with a dollar bill
BbmDon't say all is lost
GdimEscape this hoDblocaust
FmMy God, Allah, my darling, sAbtar and crescent and my cross
EbSarajevo, SDbarajAbevo
You're the altar tEbhat I prBbmay to
God is lEbove and love is aBbmll we hFmave Ab
EbSarajevo, SDbarajAbevo
You're the altar tEbhat I prBbmay to
God is lEbove and love is aBbmll we hFmave Ab
AbWhere do we coEbme from? WDbhere do we go?
You could fAbill up the sea with the tEbhings I don't kGbmaj7now
Gbmaj7But I know what I feel and I kEbnow when it's real
And I Gbmaj7hope that we hDbeal
We're two drops of the bAblood and the tears
AbOver thousands of years of the clash of the steel
EbI'm not blind to the cycle
We?re pressed in the spDbine of a FmBible
They define the divine by the title
But what did CEbhrist say? To be kind to my rival
BbmYou're my kind of revival
GmIt's true ya, Gmmy favorite HaFmllelujah
You my you my Abfavorite Hallelujah
Instrumental
DbCmFmEb
DbCmFmEb
DbAbDb
DbSarajFmevo, BbmSarajevo
YoEbu're the aDbltar tGbhat I prFmay to
God is Cmlove and love is all Fmwe have Ab Db
DbSarajevo, SCmarajFmevo
GmYou're the alAbtar that I prDbay to
God is Cmlove and love is all we Fmhave Gb Ab
DbSarajevo, SCmarajFmevo
GmYou're the alAbtar that I prDbay to
God is Cmlove and love is all we Fmhave Gb Ab
DbGod is Cmlove and love is allFm we have Gdim Ab
DbGod is lCmove and love is all Fmwe have Gdim Ab
DbGod is lCmove and love is all Fmwe have Gdim Ab
3.
Hand Over Hand
Tom: AmMédioAm
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C
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AmDCAmG
AmIt's the DAmerican dream
But if you Cpull on the thread, it's gonna Amtear at the Gseam Am
DSee what I mean? We don't Ctend to scream
Baby, we just Amstare at the Gscreen
AmLike it's a preacherman Dup at the pulpit
CSome with the scars end up Amholding the Gbullwhip
AmAnother angry kid unDloading a full clip
CAnd I could tie a pretty Ambow on this Gbullshit
AmBut let's not lie for aDnother second
CWe see the trouble, we're Amrubberneckin
No GdoublecheckinAm, if it's an issue we haDve to grapple
CThe words are caught in my AdaAmm's apple G
AmI make my body a haDppy chapel
CCause every person's a tabeAmrnacle G
AmBut there's no feeling you gotDta hide
CSo let's all pray to the AmGod inside, Gsay it now
Never Dneeded a hand til you needed a hand Am
You never Fknow how to walk until you understand G
Coulda Dbeen anything that you needed to be Am
How many Fmore do you want? How many Gmore do you need?
AmStill I wish ID could break freeC G
It?s that Amsame old simDple songC I still believeG
AmHow many moreD do we need?C G
Before it?s Amhand over hanDd
CLove over evGerything
AmThat?s me with the lonDg arm
Screaming at the Ctop dog, spilling my bloAmod on the Gcement
AmWe willing to roDll now, sick of getting Cmowed down
Fuck if I Amdope now, it?d Gkill me
AmCause I?d rather be knDown for the dealing
CThan known to be hoAmoked on the Gfeeling
AmHow many more gotta goD now?C How many more gotta goAm down?G
AmI?ll stand in the raDin witcha, just to get a Clittle bit of glimpse of the Amplain picture
GPeople need a Ampinch just to get em to waDke up
CYou?ll be in a ditch before I get you to Amwake up, Gsay it bruh
AmWhoever said it wasn?t Dfair, they was telling the trCuth Am G
AmI?d be a liar if I Dsaid there was nothing to prCove Am G
Chorus
AmThey say we gotta Dknow our role
CKiss the bottom of the Amtotem polGe
AmSet goals, and then Dgo for gold
But we Chibernate and hide inside our Amgopher holGes
I wannaAm smoke a bowl, a Dhand on my dick
While the other Cone is busy clicking the reAmmote contrGol
I'm noAm Dalai Lama of the Dsofa but I hear I gotta Cgo to
Where the sinners face the Amroasting coalGs
You sayAm that your heart ain't got no Dholes, well bitch please
CLet's all admit that we got Amsouls like SwisGs cheese
AmBut wishing isn't gonna Dfill this abyss
And no hand Cover hand over fisted riches Amis fixin what's Gmissing
AmIf I wanna kill this monDotony
I know the Canswer is a light that I goAmt in me G
I got no uniAmversity degree in philDosophy
But I know that Cevery baby's born with the loAmck and key, Gsay it now
Chorus
4.
Tiny Glowing Screens Part 2
Tom: AmMédioAm
C
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Em7
Bm
Em
There?s Am7 billion 46 million people on the planet
And most of us have the audacity to think we matter
CHeDy, you Em7hear the one about the comedian who croaked? C
Someone stabbed him in the heart, just a little poke
But he keeled oBmver ?cause he went into battle wearing chain mail made Emof jokes
AmHey, you hear the one about the screenwriter who passed away?
He was giving elevator pitches and the elevator got stuck halfway C
He enDded up eating Em7smushed sandwiches they pushed through a crack in the Cdoor
And repeating the same crappy screenplay idea about talking dogs 'til his last day
Hey, Bmyou hear the one about the fisherman who passed? Em
He didn?t jump Amoff that ledge
He just stepped out into the air and pulled the ground up towards him really fast
Like he was pitching a line and went fishing for conCcrete D
The earthEm7 is a drum and he?s hitting it onC beat
The reason there?s smog in Los Angeles is ?cause if we could see the stars
If we could see the contextBm of the universe in which we exist
And we could see Emhow small each Amone of us is
Against the vastness of what we don?t know
No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial aCgain
DAnd then whereEm7 would we be?
No frozen Cdinners and no TV
And is that a world we want to text in?
Either someone just microwaved popcorn
Or I hear theBm sound of a thousand people pulling their heads out of their Emasses in rapid sucAmcession
The people are hunched over in Boston
They?re starting app stores and screen printing companies in San Francisco
They?re grinCning in Los AnDgeles like they?ve Em7got fishhooks in the corners of their mouth
ButC don?t paint me like the good guy ?cause every time I write
I get to choose the angle that you view me and select the nBmicest light
You wouldn?t respect me if you heEmard the typewriter chatterAm tap tap
Tapping through my mind at night
The same stupid tape loop of old sitcom dialogue
And tattered memories of a girl I Cgot to grind Don in highEm7 school
Filed carefully on rice pCaper
My heart is a colored pencil
But my brain is an eraser
I don?t want a real girl, I want to trace her from aBm catalogue
Truth be told EmI?m unlikely to hold Amyou down
Cause my soul is a crowded subway train
And people keep deciding to get on the next one that rolls through town
I?m joining aC false moveDment in San Em7Francisco
I?m frowning and hunched over Cin Boston
I?m smiling in Los Angeles like I?ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth
And I?m celebrating Bmon weekends
Because there are 7 bilEmlion 47 Ammillion people on the planet
And I have the audacity to think I matter
I know it?s a lie but I prefer it to the alternaCtive
Because I?ve got Da tourniEm7quet tied at my elbow
I?ve got a blunt wrap Cfilled with compliments and I?m burnin it
You say to go to sleep but I been bouncing off my bedroom walls since I was heBmcka small
We?re every age at once and tuEmcked inside ourselves like Russian Amnesting dolls
My mother is an 8 year old girl
My grandson is a 74 year old retiree whose kidneys just failed
And that?s Cthe glue beDtween me and Em7you
That?s the screws and nails
We live in Ca house made of each other
And if that sounds strange that?s because it is
Someone Bmplease freeze time so I can run around turning Emeveryone?s pockets inAmside out
And remember...
You didn?t see shit
CDEm7
CBmEmAmCDEm7CBmEmAm
5.
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Tom: DmAvançadoDm
C
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Bb
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Chorus:WhDmoa whoa whoa, whCat do you taFke us foBbr?
DmWhoa whoa whoa, Cwhat do you Ftake us Bbfor?
Pretty much the rest of this song goes: Dm C F Bb
DmI?m a phenomenon. And I gotta bring Cpain in the Octagon
FWhen I wanna spit game at a soccer mom BbI get it quicker than the left lane on the Audubon
DmFast; like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans Call the damn day
FI'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka Bba la flambé
DmI go to Miley's house. I see that CMiley's home.
I play Miley's ribcage with my Bbdick like it's a Xylie-phone
DmYes, that was highly fucked up but my skills are Chighly honed
FAnd if I was highly hyphy BbI might be more widely known
DmSe la vie. Better Cpay my fee
FThey kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket, they get it in the BbBay in a plain white tee
DmHey mami! You a CPYT!
FWanna see me speak? Then I go (go) go (gBbo) go (go)!
DmEvery time I get a beat I know I gotta beat it up, I bend it then I break it then I chop it and I eat it up,
DmAnd PETA would never approve of the way I?ve been treating the music, I bleed it,
DbI bruise it, I kick it to the curb and then I?m sipping on my bourbon I be freakin it doing it, keeping it
moving
BbI?m picking apart the muscle when I?m thinking about the hustle but I?m nice. Nice!
Chorus:WhDmoa whoa whoa, whCat do you taFke us foBbr?
DmWhoa whoa whoa, Cwhat do you Ftake us Bbfor?
DmI'll jump the freeway median, CI'm savage
FCause my mode is that I'm meaner than the Bbaverage
DmLike my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd aCpplaud
FI thought I was an atheist until I reaClized I'm a God
DmIt could hurt a bit when I murder shit in a moment I'll be tying off a tourniquet
FWhen I burn em and I hit em in the sternum, BbI don't even gotta enter but I'm gonna win the tournament
DmThat's what I'm all about. Do what I gotta do and Cnever gonna pout
FAnd I hope that it woulda been the end of it and I'm out, Bbbut they never tend to gimme the benefit of the doubt
DmEver since I was a little I kid I know that I've been looking for the Chot hot spotlight
FAnd if you really wonder what I think about the Bbcompetition, they were not not not tight
DmI been reading my scripture. Every photobomber wanna Cbe in my picture
FAnd ya betta bet I'm living every single Bbday like it's the mothafuckin Catalina Wine Mixer
(N.C.)
Bada bing bada boom, when I walk in I'm the king of the room
(N.C.)
And I get it locked in like a king in a tomb, when I spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes
(N.C.)
Cause I?m back in the nick of time and attacking a fickle mind I?m a jackal I?ll rip his hid I?ma tackle him,
pick a fight,
(N.C.)
I be Dracula set to bite in the black of the bitter night and I?m out. Poof.
Chorus:WhDmoa whoa whoa, whCat do you taFke us foBbr?
DmWhoa whoa whoa, Cwhat do you Ftake us Bbfor?
DmWhoa whoa whoa, Cwhat do you Ftake us Bbfor?
DmWhoa whoa whoa, Cwhat do you Ftake us Bbfor?
6.
Talking To Myself
Tom: AmMédioAm
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Am One day you opened up your eyes inside of you
Inside a Gworld inside a universe you didn?t get to choose
You diFdn?t get to pick the rules or pick the Epast or set the pace
Or cast the Amcasting crew you didn?t get to pick your starting place
Am And though it was a race you didn?t understand
You simply lGined up on the blocks and when the pistol popped you ran
And when you Ftripped and dropped you picked yourself up Eoff the ground
And picked your scabsAm you knew you had to pick a plan to end what you began
Am As you got older there were days of cold surrender
Days of Gshrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking splendor
But as Ftime advanced the lovely days were Ecovered up from view
By an Amadvancing melancholy haze that hovered near the dew
Am Yet there were moments
There were these pure Garresting moments when you stepped outside your head
Outside your pain outside Fcontrol, outside the bullshit, out of Ebody, out of rage
Outside the Amneed to get it, get it, you will never get it, that?s okay
Am Have you felt a little Goff today
Had Fa lot to say
But wound up Etalking to yourself? Am
I've been hunting for a Gkindly ear
But couldn?t Ffind one near
And wound up Etalking to myself Am
Am Had a little spot? where you been going through a lot
G Wanna shove it to the bottom? but a trouble gonna bubble to the top
F Then the bubble gonna popE?and the hustle never ever gonna stop
AmCause you get up in the morning get ahead, get to bed and then you do it all again until the moment that
you drop
Am You need a plot ? what you wanna witness with this life you got
G You kicked and fought trynna get up in your skin and pick this lock
F That ticking clock lets you know that bitch you got these situations witchu
Issues someone fit to quick should sit you should Edown to talk
Am Ever wonder who?s the crazy the one? people walking to work as if nothing is off
G But if a person really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody?s head and looting from shops
F Are there times you?re alone now when nobody?s home but you walk around muttering under your breath second
guessing shit saying goddammit goddammit goddammit just Ewhispering soft
Am Do you ever get lost, deep in your thoughts, tripping when you think about the cost of Gseeing this through?
When you tie your stomach into knots that you don?t know how to undo
F But do you ever have another moment after that, when you can see
There?s no one way this has to Ebe? or maybe that?s just me
Am Have you felt a little Goff today
Had Fa lot to say
But wound up Etalking to yourself? Am
I've been hunting for a Gkindly ear
But couldn?t Ffind one near
And wound up Etalking to myself Am
AmDada-da-da-da-da
GDada-da-da-da-da
FHow you feeling today?
EHow you feeling today?
AmHow you feeling today?
How you feeling today?
7.
Limo 4 Emos
Tom: FAvançadoF
Bb
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FLimo for emos,Bb limo for emos,Dm7 limo for emosDm7
I'll pick you Fup (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Bbup (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Dm7up (Limo for emos,Dm7 limo for emos)
(Let's Bbgo)
FYou've got knives in your broken heart
BbI'm outside in my go-kart
So Dm7cut your last pair
And put up your black hair in a Dm7bun
And come fast, we can Dm7run like mascara
FYou got force like Joan of Arc
And Bbhe falls short like Bonaparte
And Dm7you deserve greater, I know I'm no savior
But I'm Dm7here right now, so let's go
Kinda feels like we've been Frunning every day of our lives
And shattering Bbhearts and havin' ours cracked
But if you went and Dm7threw the broken hearts in a pile
And added the Dm7stack, then what do you have?
You in the Fblack, deep in the red
If you're in your Bbbed then you should come meet me instead
And out of the mDm7isery you know you've got a friend
Said you got me Dm7(You got me, can't break you down)
I'll pick you Fup (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Bbup (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Dm7up (Limo for emosDm7, limo for emos)
I'll pick you Fup (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Bbup (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Dm7up (Anytime, anywhere)
Dm7Cry and I'll be right there (Let's go)
FThey want us movin' at the speed of light but we won't hurry
BbLet's hit the city and stay out so late that it gets early
Dm7Like early on when we were livin' on the cheapest thrills
Dm7Because the town we fell in love with has the steepest hills
DmBut those downs rebound to ups
Tried to Cpush dad's coupe and torch the clutch
And Gmthey built us with extra gears and Gmour cars run on ex's tears
FLast night I realized I'm still sleepin' on my mattress edge
BbSaving room for someone who's not coming back to bed
Dm7But if we meet, I got room here in the shotgun seat
But Dm7if you'd rather take the keys, please, I'll put up my feet
FWe pay taxes, we live frugal
BbWear new suits to old friends' funerals
Dm7Have true loves until they're falseDm7 (But when you're down)
I'll pick you upBb (But when you're down)
I'll pick you up C(But when you're down)
I'll pick you up Dm7
I'll pick you upBb (But when you're down)
I'll pick you up C(But when you're down)
I'll pick you up Dm7
N.C.
Cry and I'll be right there
I'll pick you up F(I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you upBb (I'll pick you up)
I'll pick you Dm7up (Dm7Cry and I'll be right there)
N.C.
(Let's go)
F(Let's go)
BbLimo for emos (Let's go)
Dm7Limo for emos (Dm7Cry and I'll be right there)
FLimo for emos (Let's go)
BbLimo for emos (Let's go)
Dm7Limo for emos (Let's go)
(Dm7Cry and I'll be right there)
N.C.
(Let's go)
FLimo for emos
8.
Send In The Sun
Tom: GFácilG
D
C
GSend in thatD sunCshine
GMake everyDthing Cright
GTurn on your Dlove light 'Cause Cbaby I?m coming on by
GSend in that DsunsChine
GMake everyDthing Cright
'Cause Gthere ain?t no Dsuffering in Clife
That don?t ease with theG pDassage of Ctime
GIf Dstars died of old age
CThey wouldn?t explode, they?d burn out with a slow fade
GBut stars escape Dlife with a gun Cshot Which makes me think they stick a pistol in their sun spot
GBite the barrel, squeeze the DtriggerC, Might have cared once, but the obstacles seem bigger
And they?re Gstuck beDhind a giant 8 ball
The Cmilky way is star brains that are smeared across the space wall
GYou know the Dred giant in sector two?C Yeah, Hector, true, he was a depressing dude
GI think he Dthought nobody thought about him,C And now that I think about it, I?m liable to guess it?s true
GEvDerybody wants the sun to Ccome and cure their rough moods but suns need love too
GI give out Denergy and don?t receive.C I?m tired now, I?ll go to sleep
N.C.
And when this is the coldest solstice, maybe folks?ll notice me
GSend in that sDunsChine
GMake everyDthing rCight
GTurn on your Dlove light, 'Cause Cbaby I?m coming on by
GSend in that DsunsChine
GMake everyDthing Cright
'Cause Gthere ain?t no Dsuffering in Clife
That don?t ease with theG pDassage of Ctime
GGoodbye MaggieD, Goodbye Jules,C I wish you?d stuck around, you wise fools
G'Cause friends they Dtend to come and go,
The way the Cocean ebbs and flows but there?s reminders in the tide pools
GBut when the Dstanding water?s putrid
CWho am I to say a choice you made was stupid?
GThere?s a Dbunch of us who loved you
Fucking Cstuck here pointing fingers at ourselves for something you did
GYou you you you you packed your Dproblems in a suitcase
CYou you you went away forever to a new place
GYou left behind a lot of Dblue faces and bouquets and Cloose ends like shoelaces, But my friend, it?s too late
GSo all my Dlightweights and barflies,C let?s raise a pint each time a star dies
GAnd toast the Dmemory of hard lives
CFiled on the interstellar hard drives and archives
9.
Lets Get High And Watch Planet Earth
Tom: BbAvançadoBb
Ab
Gm
Gb
F
BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch BbPlanet Earth?Bb
BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch BbPlanet Earth?Bb
BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch GmPlanet Earth?
GbPlanet Earth, BbPlanet Earth
AbWatch it spin, Gmwatch it spin
AbYou and me, Fplanet earth
And Bbyes, yes, let's Ablet's let's get some takeout
BbPress our hearts together like when Bbkids make Barbies make out
Let's Bbmake out, no toothpaste
I Abonly want to know how you taste
BbWe don't need to tie no shoelace
And Bbwe don't need to pack no suitcase
BbTo, to find a new place. AbLet our moment linger
We'll Gmweave our hands together and then Gbkiss this braid of fingers
BbUntil the whisper, whisper of Abtime's undying rivers
Come Gmdecorate our skin with crow's feet, Abspider-veins and fissures
But Fwe won't cry, we won't cry, we'll Fstep into that cyclone
BbTogether when we're blinded and our Abminds erode like limestone
And Bball we can remember's how we Bbmake each other feel, then
BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch BbPlanet Earth?Bb
BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch BbPlanet Earth?Bb
BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch GmPlanet Earth?
GbPlanet Earth, BbPlanet Earth
AbWatch it spin, Gmwatch it spin
AbYou and me, Fplanet earth
Instrumental
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BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch BbPlanet Earth?Bb
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BbWhy don't we Abget high and watch GmPlanet Earth?
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AbWatch it spin, Gmwatch it spin
AbYou and me, Fplanet earth
10.
Energy
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EmMy heads up in the sky it's higher than the clouds are
GI like to look up at the stars and wonder how far
AmFrom what I hear about a billion babies are delivered every dCay and so it's like the plA7anet is a clown car
EmI know it probably shouldn't work, but we all fit
GLike a Mcy Ds Playplace ballpit
AmSo lookie me, Im about to jump up in it sCwimming through syringes like a mA7othafuckin dolphin
I could have an outburst
There's a lot of freaky people on the planet and it makes me want to crowd surf
Everybody everywhere dig downwards
It's what we work for
Party at the earth's core!
I don't know where to go to go far
But if if I go, then I know I should go hard
And if I go and I never come back
Then I'll send a postcard
And a couple thumb tacks
Teacher said this party started with a loud bang
The way my ears are ringing I don't hear a sound mang
I'm steady looking at the crowd like a proud dad
For coming out instead of clicking like a mouse pad
Steal a bounce house, fill it full of helium
Ride like a blimp because I think It'd be really fun
To do a triple flip in zero gravity while puffing on a philly blunt and shooting stars with a BB gun
Tonight Ill look at something that I've never seen before
And I might even pen graffiti on a meteor
I can reach it, homie Veni, vidi, vici, its all peachy got a vision of the future on a Ouija board
I didn't believe it, I
Thought it CGI
Why don't you decide
If were computerized?
Assuming you and I alive
And tomorrow is the rapture
I wonder watcha wanna do tonight
I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna
I don't I don't wanna end up as an anybody
Everybody is anybody
Made of arteries and antibodies
And you never get to see confetti without getting bloody
If you read ahead you'll all be surprised
Spoiler alert!
We're all gonna die
But I'll be hooping in that driveway in the clouds
Shooting fouls with that big orange ball in the sky
And when I die wanna say well I made it
And be way celebrated
And remain as a staple
If I stay hella faded
Then I'll fade and my fate'll be the same as the fakers with the chains on the labels
It's a shame people do it for the fame and the cash and not the flame and the passion I train through
the pain and I frame every passage as way to stay fit
Cause an 808 kick is my gatorade drink