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 bye bye 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
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 factor 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 off (off) 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 won't change I’ll be sittin’ pretty singin’ Hey Pockey Way!
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 appaled 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) That’s stick an move can you feel that (feel that) I’m on the rack for the two triple zero Full failure all American hero