It Goes Lyrics
| Song | It Goes |
| Artist | Atmosphere |
| Album | Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EP's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Slug | |
| [SLUG]Now, when you come to apply for a job | |
| Don't tell 'em you're homeless' | |
| Cause I promise they won't hire you | |
| And if they like your songs | |
| Just nod your head and play along | |
| Never tell 'em what inspires you | |
| I bet my fans know me better than my friends do | |
| Because my friends don't pay that much attention | |
| The fans memorize every single sentence | |
| Which makes them far too smart to ever start a friendship | |
| I need to start writing pieces about other people's problems' | |
| Cause strangers are starting to get worried | |
| I'm in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit | |
| And find happiness before | |
| I hit thirty | |
| OK, OK, I've said too much | |
| I wear my heart on my sleeve | |
| When all I need to do is write a hit | |
| Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe' | |
| Cause there's a time and place to bite your lip | |
| It goes peace to phobia | |
| For the boots made for walking | |
| Now if only | |
| Best Buy could break me off with a | |
| WalkmanEverything would be fine | |
| I could spend time smiling | |
| Instead of pulling a sad clown around this island | |
| I've got no suggestions | |
| Well, maybe one | |
| Leave my type alone when you decide to touch that microphone | |
| See, me and you | |
| We're on different pages | |
| We're in different stages | |
| We've got different flavors | |
| I'mma let you do your thing | |
| Just as long as your thing | |
| Ain't got a single thing to do with me and what | |
| I'm trying to bring | |
| But if my name crosses your lips | |
| You better guard your tongue | |
| Pardon me, give me my respect, and keep it all in fun | |
| If I had extra time | |
| I'd walk around and shake everybody's hand(Like, how you doin' my man?) | |
| But I'm not allowed | |
| I'm trying to beat the clock now | |
| So I'm out, right after | |
| I rock this crowd | |
| It goes: ola ola olaaa (yeah) | |
| [2x] | Ola ola olaaa |
| It goes: one two three four five | |
| Six seven eight nine ten | |
| And all I ever wanted out of live was rhymin' | |
| Either from me or an innocent bystander | |
| I wasn't that picky, just give it to me quickly | |
| Whatever it takes, to cook these cakes | |
| You wanna hear your voice but don't know nothing 'bout the breaks | |
| And it's obvious you haven't found your place | |
| Got me askin', ' | |
| Who is he?"" | |
| [2x]It goes: ola ola olaaOla ola olaaa [3x] | How did he end up in my city?"I'm the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestleI'm the main ingredient from yesterday's specialClose the hole and push that levelI'll chop the head off the devil and I'll throw it at youAnd I'll be damned if I ever climb another treeFrom here on, the squirrels and birds can come to meFrom sun to sun and from sea to sea(Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make love?)Now all the leaders in the place, throw your hands in the airAll the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the airAll the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the airAnybody we forgot, you can stand there and stareYeah, you remember, tracksmart (?), off to a bad startThe way I used to carry got buried in the backyardCaught between a scotch and a cinnamon Pop-TartThe bell doesn't work, foo, you better knock hardLine by line, I'm doing fineIdeas on my mind for my timeHail when my kind does leave behindThey'll find that I was the one that died tryingI would never trade the way I am for the way I'm notMy crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lotAnd my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world'Cause he's still too young to fall in love with girlsIt goes: ola ola olaaaYeah, you're listening to the cool sounds of AtmosphereOla ola olaaaFrom Minneapolis, MinnesotaOla ola olaaaGivin' a shout-out to the whole worldOla ola olaaaAnd we'd like to tell all of y'all, it goes:Ola ola olaaaTo y'allOla ola olaaaTo usOla ola olaaNow band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, shushIt's like that andIt's like that andIt's like this andIt's like this and It goes... |
| zuo qu : Slug | |
| SLUG Now, when you come to apply for a job | |
| Don' t tell ' em you' re homeless' | |
| Cause I promise they won' t hire you | |
| And if they like your songs | |
| Just nod your head and play along | |
| Never tell ' em what inspires you | |
| I bet my fans know me better than my friends do | |
| Because my friends don' t pay that much attention | |
| The fans memorize every single sentence | |
| Which makes them far too smart to ever start a friendship | |
| I need to start writing pieces about other people' s problems' | |
| Cause strangers are starting to get worried | |
| I' m in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit | |
| And find happiness before | |
| I hit thirty | |
| OK, OK, I' ve said too much | |
| I wear my heart on my sleeve | |
| When all I need to do is write a hit | |
| Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe' | |
| Cause there' s a time and place to bite your lip | |
| It goes peace to phobia | |
| For the boots made for walking | |
| Now if only | |
| Best Buy could break me off with a | |
| WalkmanEverything would be fine | |
| I could spend time smiling | |
| Instead of pulling a sad clown around this island | |
| I' ve got no suggestions | |
| Well, maybe one | |
| Leave my type alone when you decide to touch that microphone | |
| See, me and you | |
| We' re on different pages | |
| We' re in different stages | |
| We' ve got different flavors | |
| I' mma let you do your thing | |
| Just as long as your thing | |
| Ain' t got a single thing to do with me and what | |
| I' m trying to bring | |
| But if my name crosses your lips | |
| You better guard your tongue | |
| Pardon me, give me my respect, and keep it all in fun | |
| If I had extra time | |
| I' d walk around and shake everybody' s hand Like, how you doin' my man? | |
| But I' m not allowed | |
| I' m trying to beat the clock now | |
| So I' m out, right after | |
| I rock this crowd | |
| It goes: ola ola olaaa yeah | |
| [2x] | Ola ola olaaa |
| It goes: one two three four five | |
| Six seven eight nine ten | |
| And all I ever wanted out of live was rhymin' | |
| Either from me or an innocent bystander | |
| I wasn' t that picky, just give it to me quickly | |
| Whatever it takes, to cook these cakes | |
| You wanna hear your voice but don' t know nothing ' bout the breaks | |
| And it' s obvious you haven' t found your place | |
| Got me askin', ' | |
| Who is he?"" | |
| [2x]It goes: ola ola olaaOla ola olaaa [3x] | How did he end up in my city?" I' m the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestleI' m the main ingredient from yesterday' s specialClose the hole and push that levelI' ll chop the head off the devil and I' ll throw it at youAnd I' ll be damned if I ever climb another treeFrom here on, the squirrels and birds can come to meFrom sun to sun and from sea to sea Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make love? Now all the leaders in the place, throw your hands in the airAll the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the airAll the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the airAnybody we forgot, you can stand there and stareYeah, you remember, tracksmart ?, off to a bad startThe way I used to carry got buried in the backyardCaught between a scotch and a cinnamon PopTartThe bell doesn' t work, foo, you better knock hardLine by line, I' m doing fineIdeas on my mind for my timeHail when my kind does leave behindThey' ll find that I was the one that died tryingI would never trade the way I am for the way I' m notMy crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lotAnd my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world' Cause he' s still too young to fall in love with girlsIt goes: ola ola olaaaYeah, you' re listening to the cool sounds of AtmosphereOla ola olaaaFrom Minneapolis, MinnesotaOla ola olaaaGivin' a shoutout to the whole worldOla ola olaaaAnd we' d like to tell all of y' all, it goes: Ola ola olaaaTo y' allOla ola olaaaTo usOla ola olaaNow band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, shushIt' s like that andIt' s like that andIt' s like this andIt' s like this and It goes... |
| zuò qǔ : Slug | |
| SLUG Now, when you come to apply for a job | |
| Don' t tell ' em you' re homeless' | |
| Cause I promise they won' t hire you | |
| And if they like your songs | |
| Just nod your head and play along | |
| Never tell ' em what inspires you | |
| I bet my fans know me better than my friends do | |
| Because my friends don' t pay that much attention | |
| The fans memorize every single sentence | |
| Which makes them far too smart to ever start a friendship | |
| I need to start writing pieces about other people' s problems' | |
| Cause strangers are starting to get worried | |
| I' m in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit | |
| And find happiness before | |
| I hit thirty | |
| OK, OK, I' ve said too much | |
| I wear my heart on my sleeve | |
| When all I need to do is write a hit | |
| Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe' | |
| Cause there' s a time and place to bite your lip | |
| It goes peace to phobia | |
| For the boots made for walking | |
| Now if only | |
| Best Buy could break me off with a | |
| WalkmanEverything would be fine | |
| I could spend time smiling | |
| Instead of pulling a sad clown around this island | |
| I' ve got no suggestions | |
| Well, maybe one | |
| Leave my type alone when you decide to touch that microphone | |
| See, me and you | |
| We' re on different pages | |
| We' re in different stages | |
| We' ve got different flavors | |
| I' mma let you do your thing | |
| Just as long as your thing | |
| Ain' t got a single thing to do with me and what | |
| I' m trying to bring | |
| But if my name crosses your lips | |
| You better guard your tongue | |
| Pardon me, give me my respect, and keep it all in fun | |
| If I had extra time | |
| I' d walk around and shake everybody' s hand Like, how you doin' my man? | |
| But I' m not allowed | |
| I' m trying to beat the clock now | |
| So I' m out, right after | |
| I rock this crowd | |
| It goes: ola ola olaaa yeah | |
| [2x] | Ola ola olaaa |
| It goes: one two three four five | |
| Six seven eight nine ten | |
| And all I ever wanted out of live was rhymin' | |
| Either from me or an innocent bystander | |
| I wasn' t that picky, just give it to me quickly | |
| Whatever it takes, to cook these cakes | |
| You wanna hear your voice but don' t know nothing ' bout the breaks | |
| And it' s obvious you haven' t found your place | |
| Got me askin', ' | |
| Who is he?"" | |
| [2x]It goes: ola ola olaaOla ola olaaa [3x] | How did he end up in my city?" I' m the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestleI' m the main ingredient from yesterday' s specialClose the hole and push that levelI' ll chop the head off the devil and I' ll throw it at youAnd I' ll be damned if I ever climb another treeFrom here on, the squirrels and birds can come to meFrom sun to sun and from sea to sea Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make love? Now all the leaders in the place, throw your hands in the airAll the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the airAll the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the airAnybody we forgot, you can stand there and stareYeah, you remember, tracksmart ?, off to a bad startThe way I used to carry got buried in the backyardCaught between a scotch and a cinnamon PopTartThe bell doesn' t work, foo, you better knock hardLine by line, I' m doing fineIdeas on my mind for my timeHail when my kind does leave behindThey' ll find that I was the one that died tryingI would never trade the way I am for the way I' m notMy crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lotAnd my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world' Cause he' s still too young to fall in love with girlsIt goes: ola ola olaaaYeah, you' re listening to the cool sounds of AtmosphereOla ola olaaaFrom Minneapolis, MinnesotaOla ola olaaaGivin' a shoutout to the whole worldOla ola olaaaAnd we' d like to tell all of y' all, it goes: Ola ola olaaaTo y' allOla ola olaaaTo usOla ola olaaNow band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, shushIt' s like that andIt' s like that andIt' s like this andIt' s like this and It goes... |
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