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You can have it all, if you don't need nothing Keep the good vibes rolling, if it helps with one's loving

American Idle:

You can have it all, if you don't need nothing

Keep the good vibes rolling, if it helps with one's loving

It's like a whole EDM festival, coming from your mouth

Not like those turntable dudes, down in the deep south

I thought DJs had had their freestyle spinning last days

Like Catholic church priests and their unholy fucking ways

Licking soda-pops over a long hot summer holiday

Kissing a girl named, Katy Perry, the very next day

Licking it all up, before she shows her b-SiDE

Then screams to three, to come on back inside

Like snatching the America's Cup, with a Ben Lexcen's hidden keel

While in posh LA, rich food just going to the wayside

While a starving homie, just maybe, ate his last meal

They say, "I'm the new messiah". Thanks, I don't even try

Thanks to so few, excluding the ones, who waved me on by

I'm sort of creating, a brand new hype and buzz

Full of pure clarity, with a dash of man-made fuzz

When the beat stops, from its fast-talking pace

We all like to flop and drop that fucking bass

Licking soda-pops over a long hot summer holiday

Kissing a girl named, Katy Perry, the very next day

Licking it all up, before she shows her b-SiDE

Then screams to three, to come on back inside

Like snatching the America's Cup, with a Ben Lexcen's hidden keel

While in posh LA, rich food just going to the wayside

While a starving homie, just maybe, ate his last meal

A shout out, to all my southern conquistadors and homeward bound homie's

Ignore all the Los Angeles doomsayers and Hollywood snapchat phoney's

Elevator doors always be jammin' and then coming to a closure

We all like a moment, of shy mouth miming, with very little exposure

From a worldwide hit or an Aussie Whispering Jack golden classic

Never forget the sound of that crackling, black frisbee, made from nothin', but plastic

Licking soda-pops over a long hot summer holiday

Kissing a girl named, Katy Perry, the very next day

Licking it all up, before she shows her b-SiDE

Then screams to three, to come on back inside

Like snatching the America's Cup, with Ben Lexcen's hidden keel

While in posh LA, rich food just going to the wayside

While a starving homie, just maybe, ate his last meal.

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