My friends are on the network now My friends are on the street My friends are in the people passing Makes the colors neat My glasses are for the high eyes now My spaceship made of weed, The struggle for this lyric made my Right foot fall asleep ughuugh…
I'm singing to the cell phone Now I'm singing to the leaves, The people on vacation they Got nothing over me cause my feet… My feet...
My feet are my wheels My mojo my motor My friends are the ticket To the love that I found
The streets are filled with lizards Now The streets are filled with sand Feeling like the singer of some Psychedelic band On my trip to Mars I had to stop And turn around Just to flip off all the assholes I had left back on the ground Cause my feet…
My mojo my motor My mojo my motor My mojo my motor ...
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