Versuri Jason Mraz - The Dynamo Of Volition

Album: Jason Mraz - We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things 2008

I got the dynamo of volition, the po-pole position
Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions
I'm a brand-new edition to the old edition
With the love unconditional.


And I'm a drama abolitionist
Damn no opposition to my proposition
Half of a man, half magician, half a politician
Holding the mic like ammunition
And my vision is as simple as light

Ain't no reason we should be in a fight
No demolition, get to vote, get to say what you like
Procreation, compositions already written by themselves
"Heck" is for the people not believin' in 'Gosh'.

Good job, get 'em up way high, gimme, gimme that high five
Good time, get 'em way down low, gimme, gimme that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again and gimme, gimme that high ten
You're the best definition of good intention.

I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling
I guess the whole point of it all is that we never know really
I'm tryin' to keep with the Jones', while waiting for Guns and the Roses
To finish what we all suppose is gonna be the s**t that's silly.

Oh fists knocked, bumpin' in wristlock, twistin' up a Rizla
Kid Icarus on the transistor, Nintendo been givin' me the blister
I bend over take it in the kisser.
My best friends are hittin' on my sister
Try to tell 'em that they still a wisher
Cause she already got herself a mister
And, besides, that's gross to wanna dis her
A-di-di-di-di-di-didn't I say, didn't I say.

Good job, get 'em up way high, gimme, gimme that high five
Good time, get 'em way down low, gimme, gimme that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again and gimme, gimme that high ten
You're the best definition of good versus evil.

I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress
I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet, like a licorice
My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin' on existence
I'm holdin' in the heat like a fish stick My phone it beeps because I missed it.

I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling
I'm making no sense of it all, say can I get a witness
I'm only a boy in a story, just a hallucinatory
Trippin' on nothing there is, living in the wilderness.

With a tiger spot on my back, living life of a cat
I just wanna relax here and write another rap tune
Driving off on your blind man's bike You can say just what you like
Ahh... Nothing can stop you.

Good job, get 'em up way high, gimme, gimme that high five
Good time, get 'em way down low, gimme, gimme that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again and gimme, gimme that high ten
You're the best, You're the best, You're the best, You're the best,
You're the best, You're the best, You're the best.

Good job, get 'em up way high, gimme, gimme that high five
Good time, get 'em way down low, gimme, gimme that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again and gimme, gimme that high ten
You're the best definition of good intention
You're the best definition of good intention
You're the best definition of good intention
You're the best around!
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