Teenage Fanclub & De La Soul - Fallin' lyrics

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<b>Fallin'</b> by <i>Teenage Fanclub & De La Soul</i><br />

Traveling at the speed of love

Hey kids, what's up

Remember when I used to be dope, yeah

I owned a pocket full of fame

But look what you're doing now, well, I know, I know

I lost touch with reality, now, my personality

Is an unwanted commodity

(Ooh yeah)

Can't believe I used to be Mr. Steve Austin on the mike

(Six million ways)

I used to run it

I guess Oscar Goldman got mad

'Cause I got loose circuits

(So loose)

I seen the mother goose with the eggs that seemed to be

Fallin' fallin' fallin'

You played yourself

You played yourself

You played yourself

You played yourself

Yo, pack my bags 'cause I'm out of here

My momma don't love me and my momma don't care

Read the papers the headlines say

Washed up rapper got a song

(Rock on)

Lingo's busting while the guitar swings

B-Side copies for the radio plays

(Or something)

I knew I blew the whole fandango

When the drum crew never wore a Kangol

Never could be like fake, fish won't bite bait

Realize that I'm over like clover

No good lucking so Maze hit the fucking beat

While the teenage fans are here

I bring it to the blues, I pay all my dues

So what's gone dead? Let me use my forehead

Easy, pack it up, man, let me stop stalling

'Cause everything I do is like fallin'

Fallin' fallin'

You played yourself

You played yourself

You played yourself