Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They're All Gonna Laugh @ You, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EP's, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.01.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
They're All Gonna Laugh @ You |
You’d better find a way, you’d better do it soon |
It’s like the middle of May and you’ve only got 'til June |
You’ve found force to watch you touch the torch to that spoon |
Even one more time, I swear to God I’m gonna implode |
Sky’s too high to hold; |
too thick to pet |
So fold up your two-bits and hide them in your wallet |
In your pocket full of trauma, in love notes you wrote to the angels |
Gathered around the pole, crude and star-strangled |
The band turned; |
married in the bed made from propaganda |
I’ve roamed the avenues of humility |
And I’ve kept a toothbrush in the glove compartment |
Next to the napkins |
For when I’m finally priveliged and touched with a permanent address |
But now I’ll be relaxed after this gin and tonic |
And I’ll bless your track after the impact of a comet |
And I’ll pay the mortgage after I finish paying homage |
I promise, consider it accomplished! |
For every cigarette butt that’s tried to climb out of my ashtray |
Signifies another phase in this cascade |
The great mind, great migraine |
We think it’s difficult enough to just live much less gain |
Well I put my two bucks on the table just like the sign says |
Proceeded to ask God to give me one good reason why we shouldn’t perish |
She says it’s careless since we are, unstable as we seem |
Selected few of y’all have found something to cherish |
I countered that, maybe just to be argumentitve, I don’t know |
But I was like yo, can’t we spare the ones that are worth it? |
She was like NO, I need the comparisons |
I think she could tell by the way I responded that I’m getting a little nervous |
So I went far left and just said thank you |
Thank you for the time, for the mind |
For the breath, for the flesh |
Thank you for the quest, thank you for the vision |
This vision that spawns anxiety trying to see |
and feel why I’m living |
Time is money, every moment is costly |
So I ration emotion because existance exhausts me |
Oddly enough, I’m happy I ain’t famous |
Imagine waking up to the fact that you’re simply entertainment |
I bet god thinks you’re amusing |