paroles de chanson Nothing Like the Last Time - Live - Watsky

Let's take it home Chicago
(Watsky!)

(Hello, hello, hello)
O hai, pretty people have you had enough? (no!)
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)
One more time, can our family go and fuck it up? (go!)
Welcome to the family (goodbye!)
Welcome to the family (goodbye!)
How bout we party til four, then you get the fuck out the door?!
Can I be happy?
Wake up in the morning and my phone grabs me
So many people suffering (suffering)
But every day I'm hustling (hustling), for the bag (the bag)
My ID card says I'm from the Bay and I gig so hard (so hard)
That my heart falls out my ass
But on my face I wear the mask
Can I let my ego shout?
You might be surprised how a kid turns out
When a crippling terror of rejection gets a redirection
Wanna find out? (Go and fuck around)
You still got no understanding of me?
You thought I wouldn't stick the landing? Please
Just when you realize I'm the fuckin truth
I shut my magician case and then go poof
Tried counting em up
I played a hundred thousand gigs
In coffee shops for college kids
We rocked eight hundred thousand plus
Me and my friends in the bus
But there's so many more
I'll never count to know the score
Let's say nine hundred ninety nine
Cause that sounds fine
I wish I could believe in fate
A master plan to set us straight
But when you find your life is lacking all design, supply your own
I know I'm a jack short of a full flush
I got a grand court, they made the song crush
So let the world hear it
This one is for the people who raised me up
There's nothing left I can prove, cause

All you can do is
All you can do is
All you can do is all you can do
Is all you can do is all you can do

Gotta do what you got to do
Kush gotta do what he got to do
Madden, gotta do what she got to do
Camilla, gotta do what she got to do
Pat, gotta do what he got to do
Max, gotta do what he got to do
Too, and you, you gotta do what you got to do, too (Work! Work! Work! Work! Work!)
Thank you so much