The dynamo of volition
par Jason Mraz
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I´ve got the dynamo of volition
With po po 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
Saying heck is for the people not believin´ in gosh
Good Job
Get ´em up way high
Gimme gimme that high five
Good times
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
Will you answer call if
You 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
LIke waiting for guns and the roses
To finish what we all suppose is
That shit´s so silly x3
Oh, fists like bumping 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
Best friend´s a-hitting on my sister.
Try to tell him that he´s still a wisher
Cuz she already got herself a mister
And besides that´s gross to want to dis her
D-d-d-d-didn´t I say that shit´s so silly
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
My phone it beeps because I missed it
I do not answer the call when
I do not know who you are then
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
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
I can say just what you like
Or nothing can stop you
Good Job
Get ´em up way high
Gimme gimme that high five
Good times
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 intensions
With po po 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
Saying heck is for the people not believin´ in gosh
Good Job
Get ´em up way high
Gimme gimme that high five
Good times
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
Will you answer call if
You 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
LIke waiting for guns and the roses
To finish what we all suppose is
That shit´s so silly x3
Oh, fists like bumping 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
Best friend´s a-hitting on my sister.
Try to tell him that he´s still a wisher
Cuz she already got herself a mister
And besides that´s gross to want to dis her
D-d-d-d-didn´t I say that shit´s so silly
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
My phone it beeps because I missed it
I do not answer the call when
I do not know who you are then
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
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
I can say just what you like
Or nothing can stop you
Good Job
Get ´em up way high
Gimme gimme that high five
Good times
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 intensions