• Sea Lion
  • Broken Wings
  • Escape Artist
  • Dance Monkey
  • Crack Pipes
  • The Buzz Kill
  • Gunz Yo
  • Crumble
  • Inherited Scars
  • Product Placement
  • Climb Trees
  • Bridle
  • Agony in Her Body
  • Voice Mail Bomb Threat
  • Personal Journalist
  • Jah Didn't Kill Johnny
  • Slow Down Gandhi
  • Lie Detector Test
  • Ground Control
  • Got Up This Morning
  • The Best Of Times
  • Different
  • Makeshift Patriot
  • Sun Vs. Moon
  • Runaways
  • Smoke And Mirrors
  • Civil Obedience
  • Message Sent
  • Specialist
  • Hopeless
  • Good Fashion
  • Waterline
  • Eviction Notice
  • Underground For Dummies
  • Black Sweatshirt
  • Clickety Clack
  • Cup of Tea
  • Black Out On White Night
  • Keep Moving
  • Little Houdini
  • Hell Of A Year
  • My Name Is Strange
  • High Step
  • Midgets and Giants
  • Call Me Francois
  • Growing Pains
  • Hoofprints In The Sand
  • Sun Vs Moon
  • Going Back To Rehab
  • Slow Man

[Sage singing in a club with the audience]
You can't kill me, motherfucker
You can't kill me, motherfucker
You may try, but you will die
You can't kill me, motherfucker

Go to bed late, then I have to wake
Get to work, keep it goin', can't stop, can't take a break
Gotta get it done, in time for me to do the things I wanna do
But by the time I finished it, it's time for me to talk to you
And then explain what I do in my day, well
It's complicated and you say, "Pray tell"
And now we'll try, if I miss any details
Think about it later and then send it in an e-mail
'Cause my brain is on a loop, but there's a buzz
That I need to troubleshoot, not now
Gotta-gotta get the work done
Last night, some other day is turnin' to the first one
I, never gonna never gonna
I, am never gonna never gonna
I, ain't gonna ever gonna die

Huh, pedal to the medal, gonna get ahead
Gonna run another red light in the dead of the night
Lettin' the light from my cellphone distract my eyes
Sexual text messagin' to my mind
Fingers are busy, but now I'm lookin' in the mirror
Cause the people behind me, they're givin' me the middle finger
I'll kill 'em if they pull up any closer to my bumper
Short-tempered mother... shut your mouth!
Drinkin' the coffee, now I'm dumpin' it out
He's honkin' his horn like "You wanna throw down?!?"
He thinks, "Oh boy, you wanna go now? I'm ready (I'm ready)"
For the typically cyclical simple civil obedience
...

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