that's how we're living - lifeseeker lyrics
[verse 1]
at the intersection, just doin’ the do
till my man from the banana splits came through
with the three-wheel bike, helmet with a mic
grandma on the back like “yeah, that’s right!”
taking flight on the gold wing
life isn’t a dull thing
could use some beef jerky… homeboy, are you holdin’?
wanna make it into town ‘fore the sun goes down
this is the last of the last, p-ss it around
turn on the radio, the surf report’s in
time to take the long board for a gnarly spin
right after she ya once again
now you’re paddlin’ out to sea with just one fin
guess the world of land, yes, it musta stung ya
into the big blue, that’s where it brung ya
top a 30 foot wave with the crazy hunger
and the thought that ya came to was kawabunga!
young bucks with nunchucks still wearin’ a cross
throwin’ up a peace sign but i’m set to go off
on any x or y axis with heavy metal tactics
got a pet mongoose, plus two arachnids
all this info online, i’m lovin’ it
plus smokin’ weed cures cancer and other sh-t
and everything is all conspiracy
including this song, are ya hearing me?
doin’ yoga, listenin’ to madonna
doin’ yoga, listenin’ to madonna
listenin’ to madonna, doin’ yoga
listenin’ to madonna, doin’ yoga
[chorus]
that’s how we’re livin’, that’s how we’re livin’
just doin’ what you do is the new religion
lifestyle’s gone wild, extreme to mild
run the gamut on the planet, never be defiled
from meditatin’ at home, to deep sea fishin’
and poetry readings where no one listens
to swinger retreats and paintball missions
every crazy diamond shinin’, bringing new additions
[verse 2]
you can go on the weekend, or play hooky
crimp your hair, girl, for the roller boogie
you wanna party on wheels? don’t rent a limousine!
that bling bling club is so last week
you could skate around to the latest grooves
hopin’ somebody might appreciate your moves
and if not, just express yourself
and appreciate the moves or someone else (come on)
awww man, facebook’s live tonight
aw yeah, i’m on facebook, gettin’ live tonight
like this, like that, gettin’ hyped tonight
might start a little chat with my ex tonight
gonna have a part-ay, all my bros are comin’
girls and guys who ain’t down for frontin’
so yo homeboy, lemme tell ya somethin’
lotta motherf-ckas gon’ be bungie jumpin’
backwards hats, tribal tats, wakeboardin’, skateboardin’
hackey sack in my pack ’cause you know i hate boredom
goin’ big or goin’ home, no in-betweens
gettin’ extreme is necessary by any means
rockin’ all the time, rockin’ all the time
uh, i’m rockin’ all the time
rockin’ all the time, rockin’ all the time
rockin’ all the time, rockin’ all the time
uh, i’m rockin’ all the time
rockin’ all the time, rockin’ all the time
[chorus]
that’s how we’re livin’, that’s how we’re livin’
gonna hit the rooftop and release my pigeons
workin’ out with an app, that physical fitness
up in the furry club, ’bout to comb my whiskers
that’s how we’re livin’, that’s how we’re livin’
tofurky with boysenberries, the new thanksgiving
lifestyle’s gone wild, extreme to mild
jesus camp for the weekend, and conceived a child
[verse 3]
i like the wind on my face, it stimulates and soothes me
hey, this feeling of freedom is really groovy!
as the spirit of a hawk comes screeching through me
know what i’m sayin’, his hand glidin’ deeply moves me
on currents i glide, ride like the wind all day
“not a care in the world” yeah that’s what they all say
but all work, no play all day, it ain’t right
so you can go fly one (but i am the kite)
tight -sshole with a tighter fist
g-y people gettin’ married makes me p-ssed!
can’t stand preverts who take paint to canvas
more right wing than the state of kansas!
i’ll f-ckin’ drive a buick, not a commie honda
i still believe we should hang jane fonda!
we can go down to chick-fil-a if you wanna?
ooh, here’s my favorite song, bananarama!
online, i be postin’, postin’ manga all the time
might hear a little manga in my rhyme
and when i get to the party, it’s manga time!
i used to have long hair, now my sh-t is shorter
what’s up dude, you got a quarter?
’cause i lost my job, now i chill at borders
got the sun in my eyes and a little pet tortoise
you can laugh if you want, but times are hard
tattoo on my face and i talk to god
used to be a rapper but now i just chill
might hop the freight train just for a thrill
drinkin’ hooch with my pooch and i don’t give a d-mn
your concepts of reality are one big sham
they stick you in a metal box so you can listen to the hum
as they figure out new ways to k!ll someone
so i send out a toast to my people with the most
who ain’t out to control one another, that’s gross
that’s my word, got a bird, i’m busy whittlin’
and i love the sweet sound of that pretty girl fiddlin’
coolin’ on the down-low, messin’ with my yo-yo
lookin’ out for po po, listenin’ to go-go
schoolin’ from the dojo, eat a little froyo
zonin’ out that xbox, suckers get that bow bow!
[chorus]
that’s how we’re livin’, that’s how we’re livin’
just doin’ what you do is the new religion
lifestyle’s gone wild, extreme to mild
runnin’ the gamut on the planet, never be defiled
from meditatin’ at home, to deep sea fishin’
and poetry readings where no one listens
to swinger retreats, paintball missions!
every crazy diamond shinin’, bringing new additions
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