Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Regular Day, artist - Josh Martinez. Album song Midriff Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2005
Record label: Camobear
Song language: English
Regular Day |
I’m not naming names but right or wrong |
Not all ideas are made to get along |
Some clash and raise hell along the pathways |
Some back up traffic like accidents on highways |
The meaning’s diluted maybe its muted and beautiful |
Lewd and musical, crude, rude or totally unsuitable |
A few can roll the dice and touch sky like high rollers but |
Most spend life pushing boulders with their shoulders |
See purgatory knows us, knows us all too well |
She’s been dying to find us lying so she can send us back to hell |
Au contraire/ mon confrere, you got nerve to spare |
Man I got souls to bear and holes to tear so stop staring |
So stop caring, even if you can’t hold out, hold on |
To your heartstrings put a coat on if its cold out |
Simple rules guide life, those that don’t cause strife |
Suppose you can’t hold on, you still gotta pay the price |
(I'm shooting bullets at the sun and hiding all my hunger |
I’m leaving for the ocean and i’m taking the train |
I left on an ark and come home in a canoe |
I’m walking my dogs i guess i’m drinking a few,) -bridge |
Look out on the window what a regular day |
But nothing ever happens in a regular way |
So many words said nothing better to say |
So I lay low while I watch the day go by |
I chill around the house just waiting to leave |
Living a life left with little left to play make believe |
I can honestly say I’m honored to be having your ear |
But I’m getting scared of people, I like to hide out with a beer |
Hear a lot stories about how people are moved |
Shit I’ve been moved touched discovered disproved |
Blew through roofs, touched sky and spit truths |
The lies tasted good but still you bit right through em |
I do things and stuff, it ain’t easy but sho nuff |
The breeze be feeling real good right now and how |
I’m in a live band called the pissed off wild |
We’ll punch you in the mouth and leave you with a smile |
D-d-d-Down with pants up with skirts |
Do a little dance and spit a quick verse |
We Party til it hurts and then a little more |
Party til the cops kick down the back door |
Where do I hide to find piece of mind |
When do I know when its time to go |
When its time to stay up when your mind is made up |
When you’re the last one in line screaming wait up |
Engage pages, put the fire in a squire |
To Enflame stages and walk the highwire |
Shit they filled the moat with beasts and built the drawbridge |
They filled up the prisons and took folks hostage |
It’s butt ugly and its filthy and its fated to die |
Its huge and disgusting and its killing my high |
Get off the dope you damn hippies and get a real job |
I’m so happy with my life he screamed as he sobbed |
And dreamed of walking off the beaten path but didn’t have the heart |
Believing he can do anything but don’t know where to start |
See I meet people and see equal eye to eye like |
Who and what am I and why I claim a name that isn’t mine |
Friends know me I’m the homie only I’m known as Matty |
Not to twist our connection /its just self protection… |
See the josh is a symbol, maybe more of a projection |
It’s a vessel that I use for crossroads and intersections |
Me I breeze through night like dream flight it can’t compare |
Cause believe it or not, I’m walking on air |
To be numb struck with awe and so cold hearted |
Stuck with retarded cards to hold so we folded |