Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Passport, artist - Chris Webby.
Date of issue: 21.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Passport |
Yeah, we going all around the world |
You know |
Yeah, i’m travelling to parts unknown, send a postcard home |
Living like the fucking Travelocity gnome |
Hit the mountains in Colorado to get in the zone |
A route in Cali' smoking weed stronger than Jessica Jones |
Yeah, I grew up by the water so you know I’m always coasting |
Summer in the sky with my phone saying roaming |
Land in Las Vegas for a little fear and loathing |
Cigarette holder, and women with no clothing |
Hit Europe in the summer when the weather fucking beautiful |
Then dip out to Australia, rolling with the marsupial |
See, ever since the juvenile, my skill been indisputable |
I knew that there was no way out, would end up in the cubical |
I just kept it moving, 'nother day 'nother city |
'Nother country, 'nother continent, and they be rocking with me |
Channel Anthony Bourdain within me, catch a plane and then we |
In the skies, so goodbye |
They ain’t let me in front, so i’m breaking in the back door |
Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport, yeah |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my- |
I’m always about my business, so i’m learning how to stag more |
Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport |
They think i’m Bourdain when they looking at my passport |
Yeah, I be out in Africa just trying to save the elephants |
Or way out in the Amazon before people develop it |
And greedy corporate interests come around and fucking level it |
I be in Peru on Ayahuasca for the hell of it |
Snorkel on the great barrier, before it’s dead and shit |
A route in Antarctica, before climate change has melted it |
I’m trying to see the beauty of the planet 'fore we wrecking it |
Step out into nature at it’s finest and connect with it |
I started in Connecticut, now i’m out in Catalina |
Rolling with my travel Visa, laying where the grass is greener |
We’re out in Pasadena, lighting up the gasolina |
We’re sipping coffee out in Cuba with a bad barista |
I’ma cross meridians to hang with Argentinians |
The heat with the Sicilians, and party with Floridians |
Then I roll one up and go get high in the Caribbeans |
Thinking to myself: «What a world we living in!» |
They ain’t let me in front, so i’m breaking in the back door |
Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport, yeah |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my- |
I’m always about my business, so i’m learning how to stag more |
Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport |
They think i’m Bourdain when they looking at my passport |
I’ve been 'round the globe, where I go, I don’t know |
I’ve been- I’ve been 'round the globe, coming Santiago |
I’ve been- I’ve been 'round the globe, doing shows, getting dope |
I’ve been- I’ve been 'round the globe, about the parts unknown |
I’ve been 'round the globe, where I go, I don’t know |
I’ve been 'round the globe, coming Santiago |
I’ve been 'round the globe, doing shows, getting dope |
I don’t- I don’t- parts unknown |
They ain’t let me in front, so i’m breaking in the back door |
Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport, yeah |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my- |
I’m always about my business, so i’m learning how to stag more |
Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for |
I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport |
They think i’m Bourdain when they looking at my passport |