Livin’ & Rockin’

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nick Hexum] Fire is my method for destruction Leavin' charred wreckage from my latest eruption Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor Bobbing and weavin' as my mind gets leaner Though I'm trippin' on legs that stumble but I don't fall down You know I'm singin' out things you mumble from a lack of resound Pissed off lifts mist to honesty Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy [Pre-Chorus 1: Doug "SA" Martinez, Nick Hexum, Both] I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze, give me a little please Aristotle I'm not, but think of Socrates Are you ready for your lesson blood? (What?) Democratic, (Uh) non-erratic (Uh) Socratic method We'll take away the pain, we'll pacify the bullshit built up in your brain in Times of change or the same old things As you maintain or rearrange [Chorus: Nick Hexum & Doug "SA" Martinez] Can't nobody do it like 311 Fuckin' up competition 'cause there really is none Steppin' on your game from the first floor up, tore up Electricity, we store it up Can't nobody do it like 311 Break it down, what it is, dedication Sendin' out gratitude like we laid it out on "Down" Throw down, fuck the bullshit, we're still the sound [Verse 2: Doug "SA" Martinez] Wild and lost, speed, mad, a long way from sad Lookin' good like you should, you're bad An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit, see Like color absolute, bodiless indeed Casual kindred spirit past All the obstacles you're dealin' with at last The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs, new shoes Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues [Pre-Chorus 2: Nick Hexum] The tragic fucking comedy that was last night Unfolds to my inner devil's sheer delight A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout With whiskey soaked Frolic Room tobacco mouth Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated yes-fools Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies Now come down Martinez with the modern mythology [Chorus: Nick Hexum & Doug "SA" Martinez] Can't nobody do it like 311 Fuckin' up competition 'cause there really is none Steppin' on your game from the first floor up, tore up Electricity, we store it up Can't nobody do it like 311 Break it down, what it is, dedication Sendin' out gratitude like we laid it out on "Down" Throw down, fuck the bullshit, we're still the sound [Outro: Nick Hexum & Doug "SA" Martinez] Can't nobody do it like 311 Fuckin' up competition 'cause there really is none Steppin' on your game from the first floor up, tore up Electricity, we store it up