Текст песни OATMEAL - London O'Connor

This crusty ass nigga on the couch again
He don't do nothing but watch the TV
Looking like Oscar the Grouch again
But I'm scared that in him I could see me
If I don't go out and live out my dreams
Fear yous confusion, lend the used Hyper Beam
This nigga ate my Quaker Oats
And looked up from his TV show to ask me how my music think

I won't go
Sit on the couch and don't do much
We have to turn things around, enough's enough
I wanna make it out the town
But the rest of our lives go in slow motion
We gotta make it out the town
But the rest of our lives go in slow motion

I'm fucking losing it
All my friends are used to it
I am not amused in shit
Running on some Buddhist shit
As if people knew to sit
Violate in this parking lot
Show up on the news at six
Separate from the status
I got my soda
Somebody wanna force it
I got the yoda
Hear the vultures getting hungry
I hear 'em coming
If they wanna come and get me
I'll give 'em something

I wanna make it out the town
But the rest of our lives go in slow motion
We gotta make it out the town
But the rest of our lives go in slow motion