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letra de stonehenge - caloe

[intro]
don’t even try to understand this one

[chorus]
(hey ey, oh oh, uh huh, yeah) x2 hey ey, oh oh, uh huh put on my snapback and hit the road
but my name ain’t jack, that’s where i need to be, i need a change of scenery

[verse 1]
i stay focused i just want people to hear my sound
just like the locust and i’m the opposite of homeward bound
i’ve got marsupial flow, that’s quality
and you sound like my brother with that apology
girls think that i am but i’m not the one, padiddle
and no abortion for frank gorshin so now i’m on that ritalin
i will not shun charlie sheen
embrace the nut case, duh winning! yeah
so i will enter a new adventure and vent all of my innards
and find a real home, sweet home lynyrd skynyrd
have a problem with bob lum and get knifed
and f-ck the daughter of steven tyler, trying to tell me how to liv my life
and apollo anton ohno trying to skate by
and i’m not r-t-rded, just a little slow like a parade ride
but try to face me and get a facial
and i’m not overweight but i’m infatuated with keeley hazell

[chorus]

[verse 2]
i’m alone like karl
i rap even though i’m not black like charcoal
i’m rookie of the year but my last name ain’t marble
and girlies say i’m smooth like a guitar solo, from carlos
hey so what i’m saying to you right now
is no one cares what you have to say so pipe down
and these are not pipe dreams i’m just eagerly awaiting
and this is too easy like figure eight skating
i’m going to be bigger than kirstie alley’s reality
this is lil wayne’s 6′ 7′ like ryan mallett be
when i wrote this line i had a mohawk
i was the cl-ss clown but never laughed at like a polack
looks like it’s going the first line of a shakespeare question
going to make so i don’t have to deal with depression
get twisted and stick to it like a pretzel
get up and stay up like the hair of darla’s little rascal

[chorus]

[verse 3]
face the facts this is not just a phase
i’ve wanted this since i was nine years old, maybe eight
i’m just trying to make a buck, like scott james
and f-ck the guy in my head telling me i’m not sane
don’t want to miss out on my opportunity to hear this tune
everywhere i go, i’m blowing up like a balloon
that went out and left the atmosphere
and not being here tomorrow is my at most fear
brilliant, diligent as john dillinger
find my way to the top like the hand of a h-rny teenager
trying to do this without any impediment
stepping on the petals because she loves me not, said she felt like sediment
or a pioneer, and so now it’s clear
just smoke weed, drink alcohol and f-ck b-tches
and i must be from finland, because i’m finished

[chorus]

[outro]

- caloe

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