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12345 - Way Of The Eagle/Illy

Written by：Jan Skubiszewski/Alasdair Murray

One two three four five

Uh huh

Yeah yeah yeah yeah ya yeah yeah yeah

One two three four five

Yeah let's take it back to when simplicity ruled

Change of clothes in my backpack

All the cool kids ditchin' on school

Peace

No respect for the rules

Nope

Politicians on news

Fast forward to the present

Complexity ensues

Going live on both times

When popular decides

Media monopolies monitor from the skies

Pollies and economists

They column on the right

While scholars and encologists

Hold on for life

It seems like real life and fantasy collide

To a point

Cross a line

Get some panties in a bind

Don't cross it bind others

Life tangled up and tie it down

You mind if we skip the panic for a night

I'm like look

This kitchen's got way too many cooks

I'm like solange in a lift

Hitting way too many hooks

And it's all so serious

But that ain't any good

Take a life page from the kid's books

Man put it like

One two three four five

We sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

We sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

And we still sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

Yeah yeah

Now some people chase fame that's insane

That ain't thought out at all

No round of applause

When you walk out the door

Cost an arm and a leg and your privacy

Then fork out some more

From a drawn out divorce

Fought out in court

Real life ain't kardashian

I use trashy magazines to roll blunts

Bills to light' em up

Finest that you mean

Psych

Man I ain't rude I'm just passionate

See if I curse mid verse it's an accident

F**k it we out here

Stackin' vices on vices

But who are you to judge

Putting prices on prices

Paved paradises

I trade for the climate

While the future of the free world

Sways on a knife edge

It's simple science pal

Sh*t I hope the tidals routes shift

And flood every single climate change

Until then I'm hanging ten

With a pad and a pen

Blunt and the

Bravo quittin' it I'm counting

One two three four five

We sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

We sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

And we still sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

And imma put it down like

And if I make myself say

It's no surprise that the whole world fed up

Lie down once we made our bed up

And wait for change but it ain't no better

So I'll be on my way

And take my queue and a women with me

Nowadays man it's all so tricky

But I ain't tryna hear that

I ain't tryna hear that

Man kill that noise call the searches off

Pump diesel hurdle off

Deep fried murder at the burger spot

First person shooters

And the bias news cycle then to God

Rots your brain quick as soda pop you're slurping on

A worthy mix of those certain spinning advertisements

Clergymen preservatives

Those brand new lights to purger with

Banks suits and those corporate ties that they merging with

Ignorance is bliss

Give me that

In return I'm singing

One two three four five

We sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

We sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

And we still sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da

One two three four five

And we still sing it like

Da da da da da da da da da