Madcon

Madcon - The Way We Do Thangs lyrics

rate me

I seen more than a little

Seen the lows and the middle and the top

You see I been to my wrongs

Shooting the long shots and they didn't give me what I got

But, now that I'm a little bit older

Got a little bit colder, got a little to my name

So, I gotta move on and make this work

And I steady gotta better my ways.

Excuse me, I constantly step over the line

Like there's a lot more there to see

A little cocktail drink and champagne wine

And then I'm acting unorderly

And it doesn't even seem to matter how hard I try

Still end up in the same places

And I wake in a haze and I turn around

And I see this strange face, 'cuz.

(CHORUS)

The way we do thangs

Is a little bit unorthodox

The way we do thangs

Make your motherfuckin' jaws drop

The way we do thangs

Is a little bit unorthodox

You see, 'cos the way we do thangs

Will make you motherfuckin' call the cops.

'Cos we always in the mix of things

Got shit to say 'cos you piss me off

But, y'all, I'm trying to be a peaceful man

Do decent things, 'cos I need the peace of mind

I'm trying hard, you know, I'm trying harder

I'm trying hard, you know, to be the shepherd

I'm trying hard, you know, I'm trying harder, now

I'm trying hard, you know, to be the shepherd

(END CHORUS)

Oh, what a cold day in Hell that it'll be

When my tendencies get rid of stupidity

And the instability really gets me jittery

Dealing with business and politically

Incorrect methods of madness, man

I just concentrate of what matters, man

And they all look and say that man's demented

'Cos the way I go about is a tad eccentric

I'm that little kid always chasing the love

And never thinking about who it'll be

I never check that first when I hit that skirt

To the rhythm of the boogie that be

My mama told me "Check where your heart is at

You see the hitter come runnin' when the hard is back

You ain't a kid, no more, better conjure your sack"

Like, you know, someone told my mum.

(CHORUS)

We go against the grain

We don't obey the rules

We gotta on and on

The way we playin' the game

Is how we do the do

When y'all don't know

We cannot fuck around

We gotta calm our nerves

Buckle down and

Move around the world.

(x2)

(CHORUS)

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