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• Artiste: Heath McNease
• Titre: American, Idle
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Verse 1 (Pigeon John): I make 'em go, make em stand, make 'em fall in my hands They putty, and I know it, and it's all in the plan I let 'em go, make it rain, keep it high octane And I promise that I'll never ever be the same Gotta keep moving, steady on my grind now Push the dust off, pay the bills, never mind how Ready, set, go, following the wind Sit where I sit, drinking coffee on a bench Perfect in the sunlight, everything is alright Leaning kinda crooked, but perfect and it's alright Perfect in the sunlight, everything is alright Leaning kinda crooked, but perfect and it's alright Chorus: Hands where my eyes can see them Hands where my eyes can see them Hands where my eyes can see them woooooo And I'm too alive to be idle And I'm too alive to be idle I'm too alive to be, I'm too alive to be idle I'm too alive to be idle and I don't believe in yesterday I don't plan survival, but bet your life I plan to stay I'm too alive to be idle and I don't believe in yesterday I don't plan survival, but bet your life I plan to stay Bridge: Push the pedal to the floor, let's go Push the pedal to the floor, let's go Push the push the pedal to the floor let's Well push the pedal to the floor let's go Verse 2: These knobs, they go to eleven, and I'm gonna be the next Americal Idol Ah ah ah idol, soccer mom put your hands to the sky yo And send a text to the number that applies oh Me and Seacrest and a laser light show And even Simon says you got my vote Spinal taps in the house call me Nigel Stonehenge monument, backdrop ominous Was not drawn to scale but that's obvious Was not born to fail, but that's a part of it Just speak positive...bleed for the audience Wrech the tour bus, trash the hotel, rest assured, just cash to post bail Next town to the next crowd, oh well Outkast, cooler than polar bear's toe nails