George Watsky $ song lyrics

I don't really give a damn about a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow if it's being on a billboard

From the moment I saw Chali 2na rocking under the multi- colored lighting in concert at the Fillmore

I'd kill for

punks and b-girls

never gonna matter I'll be spitting like a water cannon making waves I'm an orca, I recommend a parkas you'll be feeling like you're in the front row at Sea World

Gonna hike it till I make it, it's a good call

taking the mic and i spike it like a football

like a running back

like I'm under the gun but I'm never gonna crack

never could fall

It's like I'm Arnold I'm

skinny but I'm picking up a barbell fine

gonna make it putting my pen to the paper poppin out a novel in a minute

like I'm R.L. Stine

Gotta try because I got a fool's chance

grab the mic up at a middle school dance

Take it from the DJ and I rap until they plug up out on me to stop it or until I get pantsed

fuck it, they can pull the plug I'm gonna kick it acapella, Dockers at my ankles, and I tell em what I'm feeling

even if nobody is listening I yell it to the ceiling and I celebrate the fact that I'm alive and I'm breathing

"A New Kind Of Sexy" (2011)