Lyrics

Man, you want me to play? I'll play I'll play I'm gettin' kind of restless Wanna get on a road I'm gettin' kind a restless, yo Believe it's time to go I wanna get on that bus Gonna play me a whole bus show Don't get so fun to see y'all Can't believe you still wanna come We'll do our best to rock your socks A few hours of fun I wanna get on that stage Gonna play you my very best show I wanna get on that stage Gonna play you my very best show (A hundred percent) (Sweatin' bullets) (Not seventy-five) (No shoe gazing, yo) (A hundred percent) (Sweatin' bullets) (Yes, yes) I'm gettin' kind of anxious Feel like gettin' around Me and Dan, and Mark, and Hugh, and Roy Gon' tear some new ground Lead me to the place I can play Pop me up on my shoes We play some more, to get that music Goin' tear it up just for you We wanna get on that stage Wanna play you our very best show We wanna get on that stage Gonna play you our very best show (Yes sir) We wanna get on that stage Gonna play you our very best show (Sure enough) (A hundred percent) (Sweatin' bullets) (Not fifty) (A hundred percent) (Do what I say) (Web, sweatin' bullets) (You know, it's like a work ethic thing, what we do) (No I mean like, we don't like messin' around, you know) (Abuse, what we, got, yes sir) (Now we're gonna get) (Psychedelic on your ass) (Yeah, we're gonna get) (Psychedelic on you) (Man we're gonna get psychedelic) (Now we back in the game) (We be rollin' yo) (Now we back in the game) (Yes sir) (Have mercy) (We gonna get on the stage) (Gonna play you our very best show) Listen here We all part of Roy's game We traveled high and low We talked the talk, but we walked the walk Don't believe it? Come to the show But lead us to the place where we can play Pop us up on our shoes We play some more, to get that music Gon' tear it up just for you We wanna get on that stage Wanna play you our very best show We gonna get on that stage Wanna play you our very best show (Ya hear?) We wanna get on that stage Wanna play you our very best show (A hundred percent) (Not seventy five) (Sweatin' bullets) (No shoe gazing) (Now, what I'm gon' say is?) (A hundred percent) (Sweatin' bullets) (Inside out) (You got it) (All right now) (Sock it to me!) (Sock it to me!) (Sock it to me!) (Sock it to me!)
Writer(s): Steve Gene Wold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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