| Song | Say Hey There |
| Artist | Atmosphere |
| Album | The Fun EP: Happy Clown Bad Dub 8 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sample: | |
| Please have mercy on me | |
| Please have a little mercy on me | |
| Slug: | |
| Whacha gonna do? | |
| Slam doors, break a glass? | |
| Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass | |
| She still makes time to hate me | |
| But basically, I'm overbooked - no emotional vacancy | |
| Complacency seems so simple | |
| Like fuck it, let me be the one you fight and call Mr. Right | |
| It's an addiction, bound to stick around | |
| 'Cause a junkie won't bounce till he hits the ground | |
| These drugs ain't as good as we wish they were | |
| This buzz doesn't keep us from missing her | |
| That love that built all of this emphasis | |
| Built enough guilt to kill electron Oedipus (?) | |
| It's easier to leave it there | |
| Each time I see your tears | |
| Makes me need a beer to relieve the fear | |
| I wanna keep a clear sky | |
| And fly away like a meteor outta here | |
| Maybe next year I'll reappear | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don't play fair | |
| I can't stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day | |
| Slug: | |
| Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick | |
| That even I'm convinced that I'm the one who's sick | |
| You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrists | |
| Or you can choke on that blood from the tongue you bit | |
| And when you acted up, you better believe I blessed you back | |
| I got a fuckin' fan base that can attest to that | |
| I'm returning this bleeding hearts club membership card | |
| 'Cause I want no motherfucking part of it | |
| We're just two dogs on all fours | |
| It's a tug of war for who loves you more | |
| Blame it on tours, or locked bathroom doors | |
| Or maybe it's cause my voice was louder than yours | |
| And I'll be damned if I do this for forever | |
| Everybody looking at me like I don't know better | |
| Instead I gotta run if I'm ever gonna forget her | |
| Cause I've always been a go-getter | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don't play fair | |
| I can't stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day | |
| And now I got a head full of better off dead | |
| I followed down them steps and slept in the wrong bed | |
| If I had a breath of self-respect left | |
| I'd set fire to the box spring to help it catch | |
| Let these ashes represent the mattress | |
| Director left the set, but nobody told the actresses | |
| So she's still acting as if we scheduled a practice | |
| And my soundtrack is compromising her theatrics | |
| Bridge: | |
| You remind me of me | |
| It's not a compliment, get your song on | |
| Who you trying to be? | |
| Got no tolerance left for drama | |
| Cause you would like to go for it | |
| Jump off the fence, let your claws out | |
| You remind me of me | |
| Rough up all of them till they ??? | |
| There, here we go ahead with my threats to leave | |
| Like I've ever left cause she wouldn't let me breathe | |
| Instead I kept it deep it enough to get you to believe | |
| That I'm incapable of escaping and setting you free | |
| Well, I'ma open up that map and see the nation | |
| Call it vocation, call it a vacation | |
| You can find me at the airport, waitin' | |
| Or maybe I'll be chain smoking down at the train station | |
| With the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack | |
| Gotta go, and I don't know when I'll be back | |
| Get my last pay check, smash and make steps | |
| Gone on the road with cool-G rap in the tape deck | |
| Sample: | |
| Please have mercy on me | |
| Please have a little mercy on me | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don't play fair | |
| I can't stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day |
| Sample: | |
| Please have mercy on me | |
| Please have a little mercy on me | |
| Slug: | |
| Whacha gonna do? | |
| Slam doors, break a glass? | |
| Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass | |
| She still makes time to hate me | |
| But basically, I' m overbooked no emotional vacancy | |
| Complacency seems so simple | |
| Like fuck it, let me be the one you fight and call Mr. Right | |
| It' s an addiction, bound to stick around | |
| ' Cause a junkie won' t bounce till he hits the ground | |
| These drugs ain' t as good as we wish they were | |
| This buzz doesn' t keep us from missing her | |
| That love that built all of this emphasis | |
| Built enough guilt to kill electron Oedipus ? | |
| It' s easier to leave it there | |
| Each time I see your tears | |
| Makes me need a beer to relieve the fear | |
| I wanna keep a clear sky | |
| And fly away like a meteor outta here | |
| Maybe next year I' ll reappear | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don' t play fair | |
| I can' t stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day | |
| Slug: | |
| Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick | |
| That even I' m convinced that I' m the one who' s sick | |
| You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrists | |
| Or you can choke on that blood from the tongue you bit | |
| And when you acted up, you better believe I blessed you back | |
| I got a fuckin' fan base that can attest to that | |
| I' m returning this bleeding hearts club membership card | |
| ' Cause I want no motherfucking part of it | |
| We' re just two dogs on all fours | |
| It' s a tug of war for who loves you more | |
| Blame it on tours, or locked bathroom doors | |
| Or maybe it' s cause my voice was louder than yours | |
| And I' ll be damned if I do this for forever | |
| Everybody looking at me like I don' t know better | |
| Instead I gotta run if I' m ever gonna forget her | |
| Cause I' ve always been a gogetter | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don' t play fair | |
| I can' t stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day | |
| And now I got a head full of better off dead | |
| I followed down them steps and slept in the wrong bed | |
| If I had a breath of selfrespect left | |
| I' d set fire to the box spring to help it catch | |
| Let these ashes represent the mattress | |
| Director left the set, but nobody told the actresses | |
| So she' s still acting as if we scheduled a practice | |
| And my soundtrack is compromising her theatrics | |
| Bridge: | |
| You remind me of me | |
| It' s not a compliment, get your song on | |
| Who you trying to be? | |
| Got no tolerance left for drama | |
| Cause you would like to go for it | |
| Jump off the fence, let your claws out | |
| You remind me of me | |
| Rough up all of them till they ??? | |
| There, here we go ahead with my threats to leave | |
| Like I' ve ever left cause she wouldn' t let me breathe | |
| Instead I kept it deep it enough to get you to believe | |
| That I' m incapable of escaping and setting you free | |
| Well, I' ma open up that map and see the nation | |
| Call it vocation, call it a vacation | |
| You can find me at the airport, waitin' | |
| Or maybe I' ll be chain smoking down at the train station | |
| With the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack | |
| Gotta go, and I don' t know when I' ll be back | |
| Get my last pay check, smash and make steps | |
| Gone on the road with coolG rap in the tape deck | |
| Sample: | |
| Please have mercy on me | |
| Please have a little mercy on me | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don' t play fair | |
| I can' t stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day |
| Sample: | |
| Please have mercy on me | |
| Please have a little mercy on me | |
| Slug: | |
| Whacha gonna do? | |
| Slam doors, break a glass? | |
| Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass | |
| She still makes time to hate me | |
| But basically, I' m overbooked no emotional vacancy | |
| Complacency seems so simple | |
| Like fuck it, let me be the one you fight and call Mr. Right | |
| It' s an addiction, bound to stick around | |
| ' Cause a junkie won' t bounce till he hits the ground | |
| These drugs ain' t as good as we wish they were | |
| This buzz doesn' t keep us from missing her | |
| That love that built all of this emphasis | |
| Built enough guilt to kill electron Oedipus ? | |
| It' s easier to leave it there | |
| Each time I see your tears | |
| Makes me need a beer to relieve the fear | |
| I wanna keep a clear sky | |
| And fly away like a meteor outta here | |
| Maybe next year I' ll reappear | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don' t play fair | |
| I can' t stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day | |
| Slug: | |
| Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick | |
| That even I' m convinced that I' m the one who' s sick | |
| You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrists | |
| Or you can choke on that blood from the tongue you bit | |
| And when you acted up, you better believe I blessed you back | |
| I got a fuckin' fan base that can attest to that | |
| I' m returning this bleeding hearts club membership card | |
| ' Cause I want no motherfucking part of it | |
| We' re just two dogs on all fours | |
| It' s a tug of war for who loves you more | |
| Blame it on tours, or locked bathroom doors | |
| Or maybe it' s cause my voice was louder than yours | |
| And I' ll be damned if I do this for forever | |
| Everybody looking at me like I don' t know better | |
| Instead I gotta run if I' m ever gonna forget her | |
| Cause I' ve always been a gogetter | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don' t play fair | |
| I can' t stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day | |
| And now I got a head full of better off dead | |
| I followed down them steps and slept in the wrong bed | |
| If I had a breath of selfrespect left | |
| I' d set fire to the box spring to help it catch | |
| Let these ashes represent the mattress | |
| Director left the set, but nobody told the actresses | |
| So she' s still acting as if we scheduled a practice | |
| And my soundtrack is compromising her theatrics | |
| Bridge: | |
| You remind me of me | |
| It' s not a compliment, get your song on | |
| Who you trying to be? | |
| Got no tolerance left for drama | |
| Cause you would like to go for it | |
| Jump off the fence, let your claws out | |
| You remind me of me | |
| Rough up all of them till they ??? | |
| There, here we go ahead with my threats to leave | |
| Like I' ve ever left cause she wouldn' t let me breathe | |
| Instead I kept it deep it enough to get you to believe | |
| That I' m incapable of escaping and setting you free | |
| Well, I' ma open up that map and see the nation | |
| Call it vocation, call it a vacation | |
| You can find me at the airport, waitin' | |
| Or maybe I' ll be chain smoking down at the train station | |
| With the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack | |
| Gotta go, and I don' t know when I' ll be back | |
| Get my last pay check, smash and make steps | |
| Gone on the road with coolG rap in the tape deck | |
| Sample: | |
| Please have mercy on me | |
| Please have a little mercy on me | |
| Chorus: | |
| I say hey there | |
| We don' t play fair | |
| I can' t stay here | |
| I hope you take care | |
| Sample: | |
| Circles all around me | |
| Day by day |