Bo Burnham lyrics : "Hell Of A Ride"
I said that it would take us to heaven,
Well, I mother$#&@ing lied
Now I'm crankin' up this %#@! to eleven
('leven, 'leven, 'leven)
Photosynthetical, I want 'em botanical
And I'm kind of theoretical
Quantum mechanical
Alphabetical, a word puritanical
Not a hypothetical
I rule tyrannical
Tyrannical-saurus-rex
$#&@ the system
Solar plexus
A lone star Texas, yeah,
Too smart to be sexist, hey
Slow it down; the %#@!'s too quick
$#&@ it. Stick with it
The kid is too sick to quit
Haters: suck my dick.
Handle the candle, lick the wick.
No, stop. Better than that.
C'mon, "mail" definition, there's a letter in that
Spell "male" then repeat the second letter in that
If you got a girl, let her in that.
I said I've got a green light, Jay Gatsby
You know leaking's just for maxi
Leak my tracks, they're tax-free
The way it should be if you ask me.
Take this music
Choose it, use it, fuse it,
Abuse it, lose it.
Some of you like it sweet,
But if it's just me, then B, let's ride the beat.
$#&@ it, get a bucket
My stomach is gonna upchuck
Texas ranger, no walker, get up, Chuck
Pixar's dicks are slick 'cause they $#&@ed up
What? I only $#&@ up stuck up suck ups
Say this %#@! is crap
Write me off 'cause I'm a white kid, tryin' to rap
Because I'm willing to quit, I'm just gettin' the kill
Keep killin' this %#@!, oh
We've had a hell of a ride
You thought we were ridin' to heaven
Well, I mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven
We've had a hell of a ride
You thought we were ridin' to heaven, heaven
I mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven, baby
Lyrical acrobat
This is the lyrical mathematician, the lyrical aftermath
Is it part due to the fact that rap's elastic addict acts dismissive?
Too smart to be dismissed
It's hard to miss the bist
Kids can't cut it but they try a wrist, %#@!
Got nothin' on me, I'm a nihilist
Come on, Bo, flow
Blow like the wind go
Flow like the wind blow
Blowin' out the window
Amnesia, I remember a window in Indonesia
Pleased to meet ya
I don't believe in Jesus
Please don't speed the cheese
It's, please, it's just what I believe
It's not Jesus. It's Jesus, right?
Not like it's Jeremiah Wright
Ugh, too tight, and it's makin' you fight
Like a knife in your wi-fi
Lord of the Rings, but I'm the Tolkien white guy
Too dense, federal minded
Ain't no brain, but she's single minded
Well, there's a rule among this song
But you're too dumb to find it, uh.
We've had a hell of a ride
You thought we were ridin' to heaven
Well, I mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven
We've had a hell of a ride
You thought we were ridin' to heaven, heaven
I mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven, baby
We had a hell of a ride
But I thought we were ridin' to heaven, heaven
You mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven, 'leven
We had a hell of a ride
You thought we were ridin' to heaven, heaven
I mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven, baby
We had a hell of a ride
You thought we were ridin' to heaven, heaven
I mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven, 'leven
We had a hell of a ride
But I thought we were ridin' to heaven, heaven
You mother$#&@ing lied
So crank that funky %#@! to eleven, 'leven
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