Well I'm saying that you can't get down with a backed up plan
Got the road got the mode so just drop your f*cking load
Waste the haste take a taste you got your mama's f*cking grace
Take a step up and down and back around to the ground
Deal with the sideshow make the tall grass grow
Gonna paint your space with the values I can face
Can't feel more sorrow for it's too dark now
And it's far too real for my spirit to allow
You got the mother-f*cking swing in the sidestep the spark in the heels
And your eye keep saying that you know how it feels
Still on fire from the first time I saw you there
Downtown underground could've been anywhere
Dust settles in my sight of trees and distant skies
The guess you take could be fake so just see what flies
You got your feet on the ground but you're in the stars
See your eyes and smiles in the passing cars