Atmosphere (slug) It Goes Lyrics

It Goes Lyrics

[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 Walkman



Everything 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)



Ola ola olaaa (2x)



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?"



"How did he end up in my city?"



I'm the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestle



I'm the main ingredient from yesterday's special



Close the hole and push that level



I'll chop the head off the devil and I'll throw it at you



And I'll be damned if I ever climb another tree



From here on, the squirrels and birds can come to me



From 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 air



All the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the air



All the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the air



Anybody we forgot, you can stand there and stare



Yeah, you remember, tracksmart (?), off to a bad start



The way I used to carry got buried in the backyard



Caught between a scotch and a cinnamon Pop-Tart



The bell doesn't work, foo, you better knock hard



Line by line, I'm doing fine



Ideas on my mind for my time



Hail when my kind does leave behind



They'll find that I was the one that died trying



I would never trade the way I am for the way I'm not



My crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lot



And my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world



'Cause he's still too young to fall in love with girls



It goes: ola ola olaaa 



Yeah, you're listening to the cool sounds of Atmosphere



Ola ola olaaa



From Minneapolis, Minnesota 



Ola ola olaaa



Givin' a shout-out to the whole world



Ola ola olaaa



And we'd like to tell all of y'all, it goes:



Ola ola olaaa



To y'all



Ola ola olaaa



To us



Ola ola olaa



Now band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, shush



It's like that and



It's like that and



It's like this and



It's like this and (2x)



It goes: ola ola olaa



Ola ola olaaa (3x)



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