Lyrics

Hello, you've reached the voicemail of singer-songwriter Matty Mullins He's currently away from the phone spending time with his supermodel wife Or writing your next favorite record Leave a message after the beep and he will return your call as soon as possible Thank you and have a nice day! What's up Matty? It's Kellin Hey, yo dude, Uhm, so I got this track I need you on, man and I'm really excited about it and I think it's gonna be sick Uh, kids definitely are not ready for this shit man, so give me a call back Let's change the world Alright, man, peace Welcome to a brand new generation You don't know, so let me help you understand You see, you try to build yourself a reputation So you can prove to everyone that you're the man, yeah So why is it us that make you feel so helpless? Woah You better get it out while you still can 'Cause when those lights go on around you and nobody gives a damn You're gonna wish that you had taken our advice, that's right I've been down and out, now I can't keep my face off a cover That ain't what it's about you still have so much left to learn Congratulations They say you're the man (They say you're the man) Congratulations (Congratulations) You see, I do what you can't (You see, I do what you can't) And until they go and take my name off of the shelves (Guess what?) Congratulations We're gonna give you hell Get 'em, Matty! They try to do it like me, but they do it all wrong I'll pass the torch when someone better comes along (Yeah, right) Congratulations to every label that ever turned me down Me and my Top 20 record aren't too worried about it now I hope this lesson taught is a lesson learned Now go and bury your head while me and Kell rule the world! Congratulations (Congratulations) They say you're the man (They say you're the man) Congratulations (Congratulations) You see, I do what you can't (You see, I do what you can't, Woah-oh) And until they go and take my name off of the shelves (Hey) Congratulations (Congratulations, congratulations) (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) (Let's give 'em hell!) Could you please give us the spotlight? 'Cause I have something to say You may not like the subject But I'll say this anyway We're so sick of all this so-called Shitty music that you play Could you please do us a favor And stay the fuck out of our way!? Congratulations (Congratulations) They say you're the man (They say you're the man) Congratulations (Congratulations) You see, I do what you can't (You see, I do what you can't) And until they go and take my name off of the shelves, woah Please, 'cause I need to make more room for myself, woah (Is that good?) Congratulations!
Writer(s): Jesse Tj Lawson, William Gabriel Barham, Jack Roger Fowler, Justin Dean Hills, Kellin Quinn Bostwick, Matty Mullins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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