George Watsky - Fireworks Lyrics
It's hard to be livingYou gotta play the cards you were givenYou think it's simple but it goddamn isn'tIt's tougher now than breaking out of Shawshank prisonAnd as you're hittin your primePeople say you been committing a crimeBut I won't quit till I'm homeI'll chip the limestone a bit at a timeWait! I'm a pale ass pale middle-class straight white maleI won't have an alibi the day I failCause if I ever went to jail, Mom would pay my bailIn a [boom-boom] heartbeatMom and Dad have given me a lot more than a pat on the backAnd I gotta thank 'em for loving meFrom the moment I was strapped in a Volvo car seatWhen I needed a pep talkI couldn't remember to wreck shopWriter's block, staring at my laptop desktopOr sleeping in my rental in a turnpike rest stopShit in storage, living from a suitcaseThinking "this is how a silver spoon tastes?"Cause you can make a dream possibleBut it'll never be easy, no matter what you chaseIf you wanna poke fun then do soI'll do it for you, it's no crimeI'm like if the dude from Juno grew a Jewfro and liked to rhyme [OOoooooohhh!]So tell me that I'm not a rapperTell Rudolph he can't pull sleighsTell pluto it's not a planetAnd he'll probably keep spinning in the same old wayOn and on, every dayRight around the sun, wanna feel the raysYou do it 'cause you love it like nothing else in the universeAnd ***** it, it's embedded in your DNA
