So you're waiting till the summer to see the boardwalk drummer
But he the number 1 hit is sick of your shit
He has left your town and now he's feeling down
Because the bennys were great but the locals were so fake
Always talking and talking and talking all day
Putting him down down into the ground
Feeling anger hostility and emotion tears of an ocean
Its time to fight well thats alright because I got my
Head up in the clouds too high for you to see
I'm trying to leave but you are staring at me
I got my head up in the clouds too high for you to see
I'm trying to leave but you are staring at me
So know whether I'm at work school or the pool I keep it cool
Because this is disappointment at its finest doing it for the rhyme
This is a fair trade to forget all the mistakes you made then get laid
In the back of an escalade yeah that is the plan in this rap rock land
But not every band can so I'm listening to the greats like
Lynn Strait, Freddy D, and Jared of Jared of Jared of (Hed) P.E.
Head up in the clouds too high for you to see
I'm trying to leave but you are staring at me
I got my head up in the clouds too high for you to see
I'm trying to leave but you are staring at me
Yeah