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Artiste:
Jason Mraz
Titre:
The Dynamo Of Volition
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I've got the dynamo of volition With po po position Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions I'm a brand new addition to the old edition with the love unconditional. I'm a drama abolitionist Damn no opposition to my proposition Half of a man, half magician Half a politician holding the mic Like ammunition And my vision is as simple as light Ain't no reason we should be in a fight No demolition Get to vote, get to say what you like Procreation Compositions already written by themselves Saying heck is for the people not believin' in gosh Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good times Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intentions Will you answer call if You do not know who is calling I guess the whole point of it all is That we never know really I'm tryin' to keep with the Joneses LIke waiting for guns and the roses To finish what we all suppose is That shit's so silly x3 Oh, fists like bumping wrist lock twisting up a rizla Kid Icarus on the transister Nintendo been givin' me the blister I bend over take it in the kisser Best friend's a-hitting on my sister. Try to tell him that he's still a wisher Cuz she already got herself a mister And besides that's gross to want to dis her D-d-d-d-didn't I say that shit's so silly I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin' on existence I'm holdin' in the heat like a fishstick My phone it beeps because I missed it I do not answer the call when I do not know who you are then Making no sense of it all Say, can I get a witness I'm only a boy in a story Just a hallucinatory Trippin' on nothing there is Living in the wilderness Tiger spot on my back Living life of a cat I just wanna relax here And write another rap tune Driving off on your blind man's bike I can say just what you like Or nothing can stop you Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good times Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intensions (Thanks to Kelsey for these lyrics)