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Tay Zonday

Musicolio

 

Musicolio


Waking up and salivate
4AM on a Saturday
Got tomorrow's number one
Stuck in your head on autoplay
Running to the studio
Made out of noodles and superglue
Get the lyrics popping
The fireworks are amazing you
We don't have a red carpet waiting
'Till we spill some cherry la-lemonade
Police entourage won't be driving in front of us
Goin '90 in a '30 with a burger for the fan club
What? What? What? What?

Come to the club cause we we we're gonna go
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Run outta time day night hey yeah we dunno
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Come to the club cause we we we're gonna go
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Run outta time day night hey yeah we dunno
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o

What could that big kid be having for breakfast?
Success is his cowboy, he's bigger than Texas
He's out of control like he's driving a Lexus
He can't find the brake, it's a new diuretic
His eyes bulging out of his head on the floor
Like it's Total Recall and he woke up on Mars
He fathers an iPod with both NASA rovers
But ain't got a job so they shoot him in orbit
Hey you don't believe that, well no one believes him
His truth is bad food and the world is Parisian
He sees the mean glee in the tabloid disease
Has a critic in his undies laughing loud at the beach
Hey, you don't go there no, over there
Like it's boot camp, everyone being a commander
Walking down the street people try to man-handle
Got a posse gotta pound this hammer and anvil

Hey what do you know
Tay be going low
Picking up every date
Makin 'them feel faint

Got a purple time machine
Filling it up with gasoline
Pack yourself a tutu
Some bubble gum and fantasy
Party with the Romans
And start a China Dynasty
Wake up in the bathroom
The perfect place to have a dream
We go back and forth it's a scandal
Brunch at church and lunch at the dance pole
Burning money right to the casket
Napkin scribble reborn a classic
What? What? What? What?

Come to the club cause we we we're gonna go
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Run outta time day night hey yeah we dunno
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Come to the club cause we we we're gonna go
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Run outta time day night hey yeah we dunno
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o

Hey! Get a lift! Just be giving your feet sir!
We're rising up like a DiGiorno pizza
We bust thru the roof got a view got a do
Got enough hair products for Timbuktu
And people assume all the craziest things
When you bust out and sing they go "what are you thinking"
It's 2PM and the kids call the police siren
Cause you at the store think you're singing for Simon
It's an assignment time to be colorful
Skittles exploding right out of the telephone
Dominoes falling from here to salvation
Cause your brain becomes a hot manifestation
And maybe it's medical I'm just a motor
My lips just keep moving like hot body odor
The doctor was telling me that's how the story goes
Got an infection of big Musicolio

Come to the club cause we we we're gonna go
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o
Run outta time day night hey yeah we dunno
Music-co-co-co co-co-co-co-li-o

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