Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strong As an Oak, artist - Watsky. Album song Cardboard Castles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Steel Wool
Song language: English
Strong As an Oak |
Them rims, them rings, them things |
You can bring 'em out. |
I just had my debit card declined at IN’N’OUT. |
The line is flippin' out, givin me evil eyes. |
Fuck the soda, |
Rerun it with just the cheesy fries. |
Cause' I don’t think money is THE devil. |
I’m not sinkin' I’m just kickin' it at sea level. |
I got my floaties on. |
I’m focusing on all the wonderful stuff |
With the force of obi wan |
Kanobi bro, I’m broke. |
Although I won’t be woe-be-gone. |
Cause' even though my bank account is low or overdrawn, I’m down to mow your |
lawn. |
I’m getting open, I’m soakin up every moment |
And so we should make a toast. |
We won’t be sober 'til the broke of dawn. |
Because beer is cheap, and because love is free. |
I’m buzzin', |
Feelin' like every friend is a cousin g. |
And someday we’ll be reminiscent |
On some wasn’t we. |
Just so down and out. |
But we were happy then cause', |
Everything is A.O.K. |
(yep) |
Because I’m strong as an O.A.K. |
(an oak) |
But money don’t grow on trees |
And I’m B.R.O.K.E. |
(broke) |
Everything is A.O.K. |
(yep) |
Because I’m strong as an O.A.K. |
(an oak) |
But money don’t grow on trees |
And I’m B.R.O.K.E. |
(I'm hella broke bro) |
Why should I sit on my ass on the couch |
Be askin' why love isn’t equal |
With lesser possessions I’m light as a feather |
And so I can fly like an eagle |
Cause' everyone dies |
And I wonder why leaders in power |
Would lie to their people. |
Be planning like they could be fitting a camel up into the eye of a needle. |
But dammit id settle for fitting a |
94' Camry inside of my driveway |
I’m sick of the image, |
I’m livin' my life, and I’m doin' it my way. |
I’d rather be makin' the choices I’m proud of |
Than chasing the mountain of money. |
But if that mountain comes, |
To me, I’m climbin' it. |
Got a brick and I’m laying it down, |
Gotta shovel, now I’m breakin' this ground. |
Because I’m in the red |
But it’s only a color that I will be |
Paintin' this town. |
Because when I make it, |
Then I dedicate it to the friends that stood with, |
Who would do me favors. |
Even lend me paper, when I couldn’t pay for |
A little take-out. |
And to the fact, |
That whatever you think that it means, |
I’ll be here and be livin' my dreams. |
And it’s cause of the people I leaned |
On when I came apart at the seams. |
So give me the moon, and give me the spoon, |
I’m lickin' it clean |
Until there just ain’t nothing left |
But who would lend a hand, cause |
Everything’s A.O. |
Everything’s A.O. |
So when I say dey oh, |
Say everything’s A.O. |
When I say dey oh, |
You say everything’s A.O. |
When I say dey oh, |
You say everything’s A.O. |
Everything is A.O.K. |
(yep) |
Because I’m strong as an O.A.K. |
(an oak) |
But money don’t grow on trees |
And I’m B.R.O.K.E. |
(broke) |
Everything is A.O.K. |
(yep) |
Because I’m strong as an O.A.K. |
(an oak) |
But money don’t grow on trees |
And I’m B.R.O.K.E. |
(I'm extra broke yo) |
Everything is A.O.K. |
(yep) |
Because I’m strong as an O.A.K. |
(an oak) |
But money don’t grow on trees |
And I’m B.R.O.K.E. |
(broke) |
Everything is A.O.K. |
(yep) |
Because I’m strong as an O.A.K. |
(an oak) |
But money don’t grow on trees |
And I’m B.R.O.K.E. |
(I'm fuckin' broke y’all) |