歌詞

Oh, Lord, I think I just might Be betting on a throne fight Between a man and a mannequin Just lost to a banana skin If I was busy every Sunday Then I wouldn't feel so mundane Feelin' good seems sorta finite Kinda like I'm racing to a red light Internet ideas are stolen They took 'em all from Joe Rogan Lordy, what a time to be alive There ain't no honey in a haunted hive Well, we shot for the moon first Tells me cars on Mars are bust Elon got the hearse in hindsight Kinda like he was racing to a red light Postponed or canceled Real or rerun These notions dismantled A guttural Gatling gun I'm itching to hitchhike But there's a tattletale at the turnpike He's kinda like racing to a red light He's racing to a red light He's racing to a red light Racing to a red light
Writer(s): Fredrick James Mullis Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out