D.R.A.G.

Free nation!
Four weeks paid vacation
Spend your whole life worried 'bout damnation
Mutation
Listen to your own narration
What'cha gonna do after graduation?
Flirtation, elation, possible salvation
I have an admiration for your affirmation
Strong foundation
Some negotiation
Lets have a celebration
Sans cancellation

It seems drastic
To say my style's elastic
That everything I say always sounds sarcastic
Scholastic, not plastic
Seems fantastic
Sorry if I don't sound enthusiastic
It isn't classic if you have to mask it
Inside the memory of someone else's casket
Go ahead and ask it
Put it in a basket
Yeah

You! put'chyo good shoes on
We're gonna make some fun
It's been agreed upon
Don't drop that dragon, son
You! put'chyo good shoes on
We're gonna make some fun
It's been agreed upon
Don't drop that dragon, son

Show me!
Prove that you know me
Frothy not foamy
Know you don't owe me, throw me slowly
Know I'm not homely
Know I'm not in need of a philosophy
Maybe a lobotomy
Punk rock and sweet tea
Downtown cowboy, I ain't got no steed
Don't check my I.D
I ain't got no creed
Don't check my pockets cuz I ain't go no... huh?

You! put'chyo good shoes on
We're gonna make some fun
It's been agreed upon
Don't drop that dragon, son
You! put'chyo good shoes on
We're gonna make some fun
It's been agreed upon
Don't drop that dragon, son
You! put'chyo good shoes on
We're gonna make some fun
It's been agreed upon
Don't drop that dragon, son
You! put'chyo good shoes on
We're gonna make some fun
It's been agreed upon
Don't drop that dragon, son



Credits
Writer(s): Wiley Martinez
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