Lyrics

[Intro] Oh my God, it's a mash-up situation Changing the laws and the bills of declaration There's gonna be no, no more of you and me [Verse 1] I see the rocket blasting off I see the world, it getting tough When's that? Right now When's that? Right now When's that? Right now When's that? Right now You know say dem ah teef and they don't wanna give it back It's getting out of order, ignorance is on tap Word sounds and power, get it every hour Man's dem talking about they're gonna make appraisals Can you trust that man again? (No) Falling down and getting back up again Seems to be the crux of my life problems Need some motivation Don't forget to mention, Sergeant Pepper pickеd your pocket Gave it to the tax man Orеo, you keep on calling me Oreo You keep on calling [Pre-Chorus] Keep on thinking that you're done But respect to everyone We don't care if he is gay or she's a lesbian [Chorus] Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Pull up a chair and fire your gun Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Come over here, I'Il tell you, son Fun done The fun done, fun done, fun done Your fun done [Verse 2] Seven miles of Black Starliners coming in their armor Where dem there, where dem now I wanna see 'em fucking now (Now) It's a mind trip, playing with my brain every morning I don't wanna do what you wanna do And things are getting boring In it? In it? In it? In it? [Pre-Chorus] Keep on thinking that you're done But respect to everyone We don't care if he is gay or she's a lesbian [Chorus] Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Pull up a chair and fire your gun Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Come over here, I'Il tell you, son Fun done The fun done, fun done, fun done Your fun done [Bridge] Fun done Fun done The fun done Oh Oh Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Pull up a chair and fire your gun Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Come over here, I'Il tell you, son Fun done The fun done, fun done, fun done The fun done [Verse 3] Now I got dementia I forgot to mention Be prepared for poison, it's infecting every nation [Chorus] Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Pull up a chair and fire your gun Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Come over here, I'Il tell you, son Fun done Things are getting lairy, ain't they? Come over here, I'Il tell you, son Things are getting lairy, ain't they?