Music: Eric Peana/Delwin Campbell/Marshall Lowry/Russel Dizer
Lyrics: Delwin Steven Campbell/Eric Peana/Marshall Lowry/Russell Dizer
Papa Mongoose
They told me not to make a sound
When I walk around
So I step real lightly on the ground
I wonder what it used to be
All this machinery
Got no room to breathe
The walls are running into me, there's something there behind the scenes
But I, I got to do better
Got to do better
I wonder what it used to be
My nights are played out
I got to go to work
I'm eating takeout
Just got to find some time to get on out and make out
I don't know what to do
Just watch me fade out
Oooh, just watch me fade out
Oooh, don't let me fade out
Get a way, vay-kay rendezvous
All day too, maybe parlez vous
Français, gotta go where
It's picante
Double fine wine that reads the rhyme tamers
Stub is concave
Trilingual with the lingo
Need to go worldwide like a hit single
Married to the game like a Beatle
With a Ringo on the pinky region
Sink my teeth into the slice of life
The time and the price is right
Tonight's the night where I just might
Wake up next morning in the a different location
Racing back to the city, no stopping
You think I make trick shots, I been globetrotting
Come pass the map and let's get lost
And live sweet like yams with extra sauce
Two, three
It's not that I ...
Extra sauce?
Ooph
I wonder what it used to be
My nights are played out
I got to go to work
I'm eating takeout
Just got to find some time to get on out and make out
I don't know what to do
Just watch me fade out
Oooh, just watch me fade out
Oooh, don't let me fade out
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa yeah-eh
I wonder what it used to be
My nights are played out
I got to go to work
I'm eating takeout
Just got to find some time to get on out and make out
I don't know what to do
Just watch me fade out
Oooh, just watch me fade out
Oooh, don't let me fade out