Lyrics:
Day. Day after day I wake up in the same fucking
Day. Had hope for tomorrow, I woke up and it's just
Today. I need my remote to skip only a couple
But I can't help feeling I could love this secret agent man
I can't...
Wait anymore for him to discover me
I got it bad for David Duchovny
Gotta get away from it all
Just waiting for the agent to call
Been waiting from the spring to the fall to leave
Guess I'd better pack my bags
Throw
I'm the big fly reece and an average joe
My life story, huh, a savage joke
That almost gave me a stroke while playing games with remotes
You faked
tempt
Oh trend, has got the best of me
Stolen from the courtesy
Well old friends turn to faceless agents
All dolled up in leisurely slang
Oh what
a blatant disregard for the law
And has killed six fine law enforcement agents in the line of duty
For the vicious acts
She should be punished
light
Secret agent miss Z-P-19
I still love you miss Z-P-19
But every morning when she jumps out of bed
She shakes the spiders playing inside her
The leader was an insurance agent, this I know
The third man set for remote islands near the equator
When they found the ship
Would not put in there
a nuh funny sum'n
So mi guh fi sum'n
A nuh remote cyaa press nuh bottom
Watch yuh bag nuh mek dem grab yuh duffel
Start a business open sum'n
Likkle
along remote control to help with your decision!
Well I knocked it from his hand, and we were rolling on the floor
When just the 43 police came bustin'
voor money gaat de hemel open
Ey yo gass what I smoke
Ik reset de hele console
Mattie pass the remote
Ik ging van dak naar dak
Maar me hart die voelde
the park in mist
When i'm sparking my spliff
Embarking on quests
Major glitch in the matrix
That's deja vu
Agent smith onto the crew
My death wish is due
help now
Hell-bound but I'm heaven sent
Control is irrelevant
Remote from my residence
We hope to find value in the things that we can measure
But they
unseen
When on Earth single cells but bungled
Our spores escaped on a young star's scattering clouds
Consigned to mere remote fungal puppetry
From our
on a float
I no be goat but I devote
Haters trynna find the antidote
I get control like I hold remote
Reverse cow girl hit it like it's jelly
Hit it like I'm
chaos-carriers
Agents of darkness trying to bury her
In a bed of lies, may be me too
It's tough out here and I'm trying to get through
The harsh pain and rain
of the American hustle
They got my house on remote so I walk around on mute
Living the American dream, they say the best things in life are free
If you've
me paint a picture for you, like crayola
You say that my heart is cold like Minnesota
Say i push your buttons, I remote control ya
Tryna crack
the next to shoot
Blow out your dome get gone
Looking at me sideways
They might find you in your driveway
Or some remote highway
I do it my way
Never convert
I've found excessive ferric-iron in my perinatal sinus,
Remote viewing the globe, what I am shown runs my blood cold,
My occipital lobe might explode!
the next to shoot
Blow out your dome get gone
Looking at me sideways
They might find you in your driveway
Or some remote highway
I do it my way
Never convert
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