Hold up past things great, too late for re-bait
Time to go twist fate, what are we gonna do?
Put a dollar in the gas tank, 'bout to walk the plane
Ain't no room for shame, what are we gonna do?
No time for mundane, things about to change
They call me deranged, what are we gonna do?
I'mma take away all my sorrows, I'mma give the blues my big ol' boot
Now check it out like
Now what are we gonna do?
Now what are we gonna do?
I'll take away all this fear, baby doll, see, I ain't got much to lose
Now mellow out like
Raise it up higher, truth for liars
Set it on fire, what are we gonna do?
See, there ain't no whiskey, we gotta clean the plate
End up in a new state, what are we gonna do?
I'mma take away all my sorrows, I'mma give the blues my big ol' boot
Now check it out like
Now what are we gonna do?
Now what are we gonna do?
I'mma tell you all a little secret, little brother, there ain't nothing wrong with you
So mellow out like
Writer(s): John Dust
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