747 come 11 to bust

Somebody take me home I wanna live in lust

When trust is low and stakes are high

That’s all I ever did in Denver was die

(That’s all I ever did in New York was die,

that’s all I ever did in LA was die)

So put em’ up, put em’ up to the sky

And wave goodbye to Miss American Pie

Cuz you been tellin’ lies, you took it all and abused it

Whatever happened to the feel good music?

Somewhere, somehow, some way somebody pulled the plug

And left me sittin’ in a dirty little pub



CHORUS



I gotta tell you baby life’s been good to me

And I know that makes you mad

Cuz that’s something you can’t see

I got everything I ever wanted

And I’ll never give that back

Oh I know you hate that fact

But you ain’t gotta look at me like that

I said you ain’t gotta look at me like that

(What’chu lookin’ at…what’chu lookin’ at…what’chu lookin’ at…

what’chu lookin’ at…what’chu lookin’ at?)



You run around pullin’ stunts like that

See never in my life could I front like that

I ain’t cut like that, I couldn’t run like that

I’m a keep it non fiction and take my hat…uh

Remember back when things looked grim

I spent a lot of time and money on whims

I remember the crew, remember the good times

Remember the orange and I remember the sunshine

It’s all gone that’s a thing of the past

The fact remains that it moves real fast

So why you sit around hopin’ things might change

I’ll be sittin’ pretty singin’ Hey Pockey Way!



REPEAT CHORUS



You’ll hear me comin’ hummin’ songs of redemption…huh

I’ve been oppressed for less than attention

I got your extension but I’ll probably never call

Cuz this time last year you ain’t seen me in your crystal ball

And I’m uphauled by the things you’ve done

Left a trail of wrongs and cant account for one

Now you’re done and I’m glad but it’s a shame you’d waste it

You want this so bad you can taste it

Detroit love can you feel that (feel that)

Tha