My Philosophy
Hot sticky like apple juice
I'm wet slippery like lubed caboose
On a train from Belarus
I've been thinking how I'm swimming in howdya do's
I'm over the limit and overdrawn
I put a match to the field of corn
You're foregone, but the rhythm of the bend consumes me to no end
And I'm licking the pavement trying to reach the end
Now that I'm rolling, I'm folding on the 45
And when I'm older, I'll be holding on to you for life
Why is Jim Carrey so weird these days
Put the mask back on, bring back the ace
Just 21 and got troubles for days
I need a progress report before I make new plays
Putting out fires with democracy
I'm sticking it to the man, you see
Wet lips sucking face across the sea
I feel so horny when parties agree
We'll be walking on the edges of the consumating pledges
That decide how we move our hips on dance floors
I'm a soft core
Lost cause
Globe trotting
Parkour
Making out with foreign politicians
You want more
What, you want more?
Now that I'm rolling, I'm folding on the 45
And when I'm older, I'll be holding on to you for life
Now that I'm rolling, I'm folding on the 45
And when I'm older, I'll be holding on to you for life
My philosophy
Beckons you to agree
If you just kiss me
Maybe you'll see
My philosophy
Beckons you to agree
If you just kiss me
Maybe you'll see
My philosophy
My philosophy
I'm wet slippery like lubed caboose
On a train from Belarus
I've been thinking how I'm swimming in howdya do's
I'm over the limit and overdrawn
I put a match to the field of corn
You're foregone, but the rhythm of the bend consumes me to no end
And I'm licking the pavement trying to reach the end
Now that I'm rolling, I'm folding on the 45
And when I'm older, I'll be holding on to you for life
Why is Jim Carrey so weird these days
Put the mask back on, bring back the ace
Just 21 and got troubles for days
I need a progress report before I make new plays
Putting out fires with democracy
I'm sticking it to the man, you see
Wet lips sucking face across the sea
I feel so horny when parties agree
We'll be walking on the edges of the consumating pledges
That decide how we move our hips on dance floors
I'm a soft core
Lost cause
Globe trotting
Parkour
Making out with foreign politicians
You want more
What, you want more?
Now that I'm rolling, I'm folding on the 45
And when I'm older, I'll be holding on to you for life
Now that I'm rolling, I'm folding on the 45
And when I'm older, I'll be holding on to you for life
My philosophy
Beckons you to agree
If you just kiss me
Maybe you'll see
My philosophy
Beckons you to agree
If you just kiss me
Maybe you'll see
My philosophy
My philosophy
Credits
Writer(s): Hamish Elliott, Riley Salter
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