Jason Mraz
The Dynamo Of Volition dainos žodžiai
I've got the dynamo of volitionWith po-pole position Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions I'm a brand new addition to the old edition with the love unconditional. I'm a drama abolitionist Damn no opposition to my proposition Half of a man
half magician Half a politician holding the mic Like ammunition And my vision is as simple as light. Ain't no reason we should be in a fight No demolition Get to vote
get to say what you like Procreation Compositions already written by themselves heck is for the people not believin' in gosh Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intentions. I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling I guess the whole point of it all is That we never know really I'm tryin' to keep with the Joneses While waiting for guns and the roses To finish what we all suppose is gonna be that shit will sue me Oh
fist like pumpin and wrist lock twisting up a rizla Kid Icarus on the transister Nintendo been givin' me the blister I bend over take it in the kisser My best friends are hittin' on my sister. Try to tell them that they still wish-a Cuz she already got herself a mister And besides that's gross to want to dis her Didn't I say... Didn't I say Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good versus evil I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin on existence I'm holdin' in the heat like a fishstick And my phone it beeps because I missed it. I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling I'm making no sense of it all say can I get a witness I'm only a boy in a story Just a hallucinatory Trippin' on nothing there is Living in the wilderness With a tiger spot on my back Living life of a cat I just wanna relax here And write another rap tune Driving off on your blind man's bike You can say just what you like Or nothing can stop you Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best.. Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intention You're the best around
half magician Half a politician holding the mic Like ammunition And my vision is as simple as light. Ain't no reason we should be in a fight No demolition Get to vote
get to say what you like Procreation Compositions already written by themselves heck is for the people not believin' in gosh Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intentions. I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling I guess the whole point of it all is That we never know really I'm tryin' to keep with the Joneses While waiting for guns and the roses To finish what we all suppose is gonna be that shit will sue me Oh
fist like pumpin and wrist lock twisting up a rizla Kid Icarus on the transister Nintendo been givin' me the blister I bend over take it in the kisser My best friends are hittin' on my sister. Try to tell them that they still wish-a Cuz she already got herself a mister And besides that's gross to want to dis her Didn't I say... Didn't I say Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good versus evil I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin on existence I'm holdin' in the heat like a fishstick And my phone it beeps because I missed it. I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling I'm making no sense of it all say can I get a witness I'm only a boy in a story Just a hallucinatory Trippin' on nothing there is Living in the wilderness With a tiger spot on my back Living life of a cat I just wanna relax here And write another rap tune Driving off on your blind man's bike You can say just what you like Or nothing can stop you Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best.. Good Job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intention You're the best around
