歌詞

Time out LA

Time out LA

I’ve been Jekyll and Hyde-ing

Next I be sliding

Every time that I be arriving

On perfect timing

CPR on the beat…

Hyperventilate

Typing “ya im late”

Hair getting long like Sammson, right?

Moving with my bag like Samsonite

Freaks come out at night, freaks come out at night

Ugh…

I be going through changes

Some might say its dangerous

Some may say I’m deranged but it might be all the same, like

D on a wave, me on the way

D on a wave, me on a wave

Be on this man

You know that I’m great

We know that you ain’t

Yeah

Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me

Look at you Look at you Look at you Look at you

Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me

I’m back, Americana on my sleeve

In black, in red, in white, like

I’m back, Americana on my sleeve

You right, that way

Time out LA…

When I wrote this song

Everybody was scratching their heads

Rubbing their eyes

They felt the bass in their Timberlands

Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me

Look at you Look at you Look at you Look at you

Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me

Look at you Look at you Look at you Look at you

I’m back, Americana on my sleeve

In black, in red, in white

I’m back, Americana on my sleeve

You right, that way way way way way