Song | Livin' & Rockin' |
Artist | 311 |
Album | Soundsystem |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Hexum/Martinez Music:Mahoney | |
Fire is my method for destruction | |
Leaving chard wreckage from my latest | |
eruption | |
Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor | |
Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner | |
Though I'm trippin on legs that stumble but I don’t | |
fall down | |
You know I'm singing out things you mumble | |
from a lack of resound | |
Pissed off mist lifts to honesty | |
Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy | |
I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze | |
Give me a little please | |
Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates | |
So are you ready for your lesson blood? | |
Democratic non erratic Socratic method | |
We'll take away the pain | |
We'll pacify the bullshit built up in your | |
brain | |
In times of change or the same old thangs | |
As you maintain or rearrange | |
(Chorus) | |
Can't nobody do it like 311 | |
Fuckin’ up competition cuz there really is | |
none | |
Steppin on your game from the first floor up tore up | |
Electricity we store it up | |
Can't nobody do it like 311 | |
Break it down, what it is, dedication | |
Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on | |
Down | |
Throw down fuck the bullshit we're still the | |
sound | |
Wild and lost speed mad | |
A long way from sad | |
Lookin’ good like you should you're bad | |
An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit | |
see | |
Like color absolute bodiless indeed | |
Casual kindred spirit past | |
All the obstacles you're dealin’ with at last | |
The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs | |
new shoes | |
Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, | |
the blues | |
The tragic fucking comedy that was last | |
night | |
Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight | |
A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout | |
With whiskey soaked frolic room tobacco | |
mouth | |
Then a sickening trip to what I call the | |
elitist cesspool | |
Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated | |
yes-fools | |
Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies | |
Now come down Martinez with the modern | |
mythology | |
(Chorus) |
Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Mahoney | |
Fire is my method for destruction | |
Leaving chard wreckage from my latest | |
eruption | |
Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor | |
Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner | |
Though I' m trippin on legs that stumble but I don' t | |
fall down | |
You know I' m singing out things you mumble | |
from a lack of resound | |
Pissed off mist lifts to honesty | |
Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy | |
I' m at ease when I feel there' s a breeze | |
Give me a little please | |
Aristotle I' m not but think of Socrates | |
So are you ready for your lesson blood? | |
Democratic non erratic Socratic method | |
We' ll take away the pain | |
We' ll pacify the bullshit built up in your | |
brain | |
In times of change or the same old thangs | |
As you maintain or rearrange | |
Chorus | |
Can' t nobody do it like 311 | |
Fuckin' up competition cuz there really is | |
none | |
Steppin on your game from the first floor up tore up | |
Electricity we store it up | |
Can' t nobody do it like 311 | |
Break it down, what it is, dedication | |
Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on | |
Down | |
Throw down fuck the bullshit we' re still the | |
sound | |
Wild and lost speed mad | |
A long way from sad | |
Lookin' good like you should you' re bad | |
An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit | |
see | |
Like color absolute bodiless indeed | |
Casual kindred spirit past | |
All the obstacles you' re dealin' with at last | |
The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs | |
new shoes | |
Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, | |
the blues | |
The tragic fucking comedy that was last | |
night | |
Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight | |
A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout | |
With whiskey soaked frolic room tobacco | |
mouth | |
Then a sickening trip to what I call the | |
elitist cesspool | |
Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated | |
yesfools | |
Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies | |
Now come down Martinez with the modern | |
mythology | |
Chorus |
Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Mahoney | |
Fire is my method for destruction | |
Leaving chard wreckage from my latest | |
eruption | |
Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor | |
Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner | |
Though I' m trippin on legs that stumble but I don' t | |
fall down | |
You know I' m singing out things you mumble | |
from a lack of resound | |
Pissed off mist lifts to honesty | |
Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy | |
I' m at ease when I feel there' s a breeze | |
Give me a little please | |
Aristotle I' m not but think of Socrates | |
So are you ready for your lesson blood? | |
Democratic non erratic Socratic method | |
We' ll take away the pain | |
We' ll pacify the bullshit built up in your | |
brain | |
In times of change or the same old thangs | |
As you maintain or rearrange | |
Chorus | |
Can' t nobody do it like 311 | |
Fuckin' up competition cuz there really is | |
none | |
Steppin on your game from the first floor up tore up | |
Electricity we store it up | |
Can' t nobody do it like 311 | |
Break it down, what it is, dedication | |
Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on | |
Down | |
Throw down fuck the bullshit we' re still the | |
sound | |
Wild and lost speed mad | |
A long way from sad | |
Lookin' good like you should you' re bad | |
An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit | |
see | |
Like color absolute bodiless indeed | |
Casual kindred spirit past | |
All the obstacles you' re dealin' with at last | |
The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs | |
new shoes | |
Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, | |
the blues | |
The tragic fucking comedy that was last | |
night | |
Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight | |
A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout | |
With whiskey soaked frolic room tobacco | |
mouth | |
Then a sickening trip to what I call the | |
elitist cesspool | |
Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated | |
yesfools | |
Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies | |
Now come down Martinez with the modern | |
mythology | |
Chorus |