Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suck City Tour Guides, artist - Invisible Inc.Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Suck City Tour Guides |
| [Part 1: Watsky & |
| Adam Vida |
| You’re now a resident of Suck City |
| It’s evident we’re fucked |
| At least we look pretty |
| Our president would sell our future for a buck fifty |
| But he’s super busy making supervillains look shitty |
| If that gets you pissed at me, it’s not a mystery |
| Never in history did people disagree to this degree |
| Time to take a stand, if you got legs and if you’re able |
| If you got a hand lay it on the table (so today) |
| We brought some new talent |
| That’s fresher than fruit salad, |
| ready, steady and even without ever needed |
| New balances |
| two feet on the pedal, speeding through challenges, to work it til it’s perfect |
| Your fingers need a few calluses (to handle this) take that was created like a |
| candle is, flame on wax |
| Stating the facts, with no analyst |
| The free-form form from four freaks fuck the panelists pacifying the masses |
| We suggest you find the ass to kiss |
| Hop into the back of our self-driving limo |
| Smoke the complimentary indo, meet the willing nymphos |
| Wink (wink) at all the happy people out the windows |
| Don’t (don't) don’t feel (don't Feel) |
| Don’t feel |
| No (no) need to think |
| They think though |
| Provided free syringes you can mainline all your info |
| It’s so nice to make it |
| In-In-Introduck (duck)-Goose-Introduct (duct)-Introduction, we’re your tour |
| guides |
| Wel- (wel) Welcome to the shit show |
| (Even) Even though (though) we (we) don’t know shit bro-- |
| [Part 2: Watsky & |
| Adam Vida |
| Man, we don’t know shit |
| We fooled around, thinking we’d be cool for now |
| Turns out things got crucial while we was in our shells, King Koopa style |
| Eyes veiled like a unibrow, but we reemerged, free as birds |
| Like: Who allowed these dudes to talk these views about how humans could? |
| Be doing good but it feel like humans threw the towel in |
| Young-ins grow up too quick and adjust to a system juvenilers |
| As juvenile, so DMX they loot the sound and alley-oop that track assist |
| So blasphemous we root the town and uproot the ground |
| While the roots are drowning |
| Burnt below oil soaked where the coals were stoked |
| So we sowed these royal oats and hoped |
| They’d be sure to grow |
| On fertile soil |
| But it hurts to know |
| The top of the pinnacle the bigger the fall |
| Lookin' at the bottom and I get a bit a vertigo |
| So avert your eyes |
| And earn that dough |
| Gotta have a way to pass the time, not everybody is a mastermind |
| Even if you’re last in line, pull out your phone and keep it asinine |
| Facts are in short supply, don’t get trapped in a lie |
| That’s why we grab onto happiness |
| (You've) gotta laugh or you’re sure to cry |