1.Za Intro
Lyricist：Gym Class Heroes
Writer(s)：Gym Class Heroes
Yeah, ha ha
I'm officially going in bro
And refusin' to come out
Ha ha, unless I'm bloody
Let's go
I'd like to think I pride myself on being humble
Man these other motherfuckers lose touch like a fumble
Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too
But I came to pummel the game til it's sayin' encore
At least until my name's in the same lane as buzz
You gonna have to respect me for making 'being uncool' cool
You know, Caprice the sandals, Ray Bans, skinny pants and
flannels
So insecure I'm tugging at my t-shirt
'Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles
I just wanna change the channel or delete 'em
Where the fuck is Adam Sandler when you need him
A Christopher Walken on my papercut shit again
Thank God for walkmans and I gotta thank God often
'Cause otherwise I'll be like these other guys
This type of scene just ain't my thing
Everybody's too cool for school
And yet somehow I never felt so alone
In a room full of people
So I'm a seat on this stool
And I'm gonna lace up my boots
And keep on walking till I make my way home
Can someone tell me how I got here in the first place？
'Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place
I mean I even said hello to a few girls
I feel like Brad Pitt： stuck in cool world
'Cause everything's so foreign
And all the conversations boring
I mean I'm practically snoring
Could somebody please show me the door man？
'Cause I don't think that I can take it
Everybody here is extra hip like replacements
That's probably why I ain't sayin' shit
Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted
'Cause I'd rather be sedated than conversate
About whose sneakers are more outrageous
Or whose outfit's the latest
I think I blow, joke's on you - greatest.
This type of scene just ain't my thing
Everybody's too cool for school
And yet somehow I never felt so alone
In a room full of people
So I'm a seat on this stool
And I'm gonna lace up my boots
And keep on walking till I make my way home
Ladies and gentlemen
Boys and girls
I'd advise you all
To the Papercut Chronicles II
It don't get much better
Yeah
This type of scene just ain't my thing
Everybody's too cool for school
And yet somehow I never felt so alone
In a room full of people
So I'm a seat on this stool
And I'm gonna lace up my boots
And keep on walking till I make my way home
2.Martyrial Girl$
Lyricist：Adam LevineAmmar MalikBenjamin LevinBrandon LoweryDan
OmelioTravis Mccoy
Writer(s)：Adam LevineAmmar MalikBenjamin LevinBrandon LoweryDan
OmelioTravis Mccoy
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I asked you to scratch my back could you handle that
Like yikky-yea tricky Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple tracks
I used to, used to, used to now I'm over that
'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find the note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
If I was an old school 50-pound boom box
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops
And crank it higher every time they told you to stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
When you have to purchase mad D Batteries
Appreciate every mix tape your friends made
You never know we come and go like on the interstate
I think I finally found the note to make you understand
If you can hear then sing a long and take you by the hand
Just keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
You know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
I only pray you'll never leave me behind
Because good music can be so hard to find
I'll take your head and hold it closer to mine
Thought love was dead but now you're changing my mind
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
3.Life Goes On(feat. Oh Land)
Lyricist：Gym Class HeroesTyler Pursel
Writer(s)：Gym Class HeroesTyler Pursel
Let's go!
Oh when the day is gone
Oh when the nights are long
Life goes on
Life goes on
We gotta live it up til it's gone (live it up)
Cuz we won't be around too long
Life goes on
Life goes on (yea!)
Lately it seems the good dreams are few and far between
Nightmares are putting fires out with gasoline (damn)
And I'm just tryna stay righteous
Sometimes I see my own face in Christ's likeness
And apart from my life's vices, fifteen years young had my first
mid-life crisis
But it's tough to stay upright and pious when people you hold
highest be the ones that most biased
My daddy told me misery loves company
If that's the case they must hate they ain't getting none from
me
I don't sweat it, it's embedded in my DNA
I got a good heart and bad brains BMA
Oh when the day is gone (yea!)
Oh when the nights are long (uh huh)
Life goes on (life goes on)
Life goes on (They say that life goes on. Let's go!)
We gotta live it up til it's gone
Cuz we won't be around too long
Life goes on (Life goes on)
Life goes on (You know that life goes on)
Up late facebookin, playin could've been
And starin at an empty bed my ex-girl should've been in
Thinking what I woulda done different
Not a damn thing cuz finally I'm done with it
Besides I got a girl that adores me
And I never take for granted all things she does for me (never)
I shoot the moon down and put it on a wedding band
And sing 'These Arms of Mine' to her
She's Otis Redding fan
And she'll never forget it man (never)
Cuz she knows she'll never find a better man
Let's go ahead with these wedding plans
Come on, let's sing a song life goes on
Oh when the day is gone (day's gone)
Oh when the nights are long (nights are long)
Life goes on (life goes on)
Life goes on (you know that life goes on. come on!)
We gotta live it up til it's gone (live it up)
Cuz we won't be around too long
Life goes on (life goes on)
Life goes on (they say that life goes on)
You take too much for granted
(Too much. We don't want an inch we want miles)
I just can't understand it
(Can't understand it. Is it really that hard to smile？)
We don't ask, we demand it
(We demand it. It's gone when it's gone.)
And I'm tryin not to panic
(But you know what they say. Life goes on.)
Oh when the day is gone (yea!)
Oh when the nights are long
Life goes on (life goes on)
Life goes on (you know that life goes on. come on!)
We gotta live it up til it's gone (live it up)
Cuz we won't be around too long
Life goes on (life goes on)
Life goes on (life goes on)
They say that life goes on
You know that life goes on
They say that life goes on
You know that
You know that
You know that life goes on
4.Stereo Hearts(feat. Adam Levine)
My hearts a stereo
It beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Ooooh Oooote
Make me your radio (Yeah, Ha)
And turn me up when you feel low (Turn it up a little bit)
This melody was meant for you (I like that)
Just sing along to my stereo
(Travie) Gym Class Heroes baby
(Verse 1)
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I asked you to scratch my back
Could you manage that
Like errerryeah chickaTravie I could handle that
Further more I apologize for any skippin tracks
It's just the last girl to play me left a couple cracks
I used to used to used to now im over that
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find the note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my hearts a stereo, it only plays for you
Hahaha
(Chorus)
My hearts a stereo
It beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Ooooh Ooooh
(Travie) Yeah, Yeah, Cmon
Make me your radio (uh Huh)
And turn me up when you feel low (Turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just Sing a long to my stereo
Oooh Ooooh
oooh Oooh Ooooh
Turn the stereo
oooh Ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
So sing along to my stereo
(Verse 2)
Let's go
If I was an old school 50 pound boombox (Remember those)
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops (Turn that up)
And crank it higher everytime they told you stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me (mad at me)
When you have to purchase mad D batteries (Batteries)
Appreciate every mixtape your friends make (Friends make)
You never know we come and go like on the interstate (Never
know)
I Think I finally found the note to make you understand
If you can hear this sing along and take you by the hand
Keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
You know my hearts a stereo, that only plays for you
Hahah
(Chorus)
My hearts a stereo
It beats for you so listen close (Listen)
Hear my thoughts in every note
Ooooh Ooooh
(Travie) Ooooh Oooh
Make me your radio (Cmon)
And turn me up when you feel low (Turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just Sing a long to my stereo
(Travie) Sing along like
Oooh Ooooh
(Yeah)
oooh Oooh Ooooh
Turn the stereo
oooh Ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
Just sing along to my stereo
(Travie) Sing along sing along
(Adam)
I only pray you'll never leave me behind (Never leave me)
Because good music can be so hard to find (Soo Hard to find)
I'll take your head and hold it closer to my mine (Yeah)
My love was dead and but now your changing my mind
(Chorus)
My hearts a stereo
It beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Ooooh Ooooh
(Travie) oooh, Oooh, Ooooh
Make me your radio (un Huh)
And turn me up when you feel low (Turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just Sing along to my stereo
Oooh Ooooh
oooh Oooh Ooooh
Turn the stereo
oooh Ooooh
It's your boy Travie, Gym Class Heroes baby
Ooooh ooooh
Just sing along to my stereo
(Travie) Yeah
5.Solo Discotheque(Whiskey Bitness)
Lyricist：Ammar MalikBenjamin LevinDan OmelioDavid SilbersteinGym
Class Heroes
Writer(s)：Ammar MalikBenjamin LevinDan OmelioDavid SilbersteinGym
Class Heroes
I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home
We both knew this type of life
Didn't come with instructions
So I'm trying to do my best
To make something out of nothing
And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact
When you call and I don't even know what city I'm in at
Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
In a year, I don't recall
It's like my life's on repeat
And the last time we spoke I told you I wouldn't be long
That was last November, now December's almost gone
I'd apologize but I don't realize what I'm doing wrong
I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home
And you've been nothing but amazing
And I never take that for granted
Half of these birds would have flew the coop
But you, you truly understand it
And the fact you stood beside me
Every time you heard some bogusness
You deserve a standing O
'Cause they'd a just been over it
Let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk
Like we don't hear what they saying
Let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk
We'll just drive by and keep waving
'Cause you and I above all that
Just let them wallow in it
Now they all choked up, yuck
'Cause they'd be swallowing it
I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home
No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart
You keep doing that, I keep doing this
We'll be alright in the end, trust that
We put the us in trust, baby, let's go
I don't care what you're after
As long as I'm the one, no
I don't care why you're leaving
You'll miss me when you're gone
I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home
6.Holy Horses＊＊t, Batman ! !
Lyricist：Gym Class HeroesTyler Pursel
Writer(s)：Gym Class HeroesTyler Pursel
I'm a lover not a fighter
But every night you decide to
Start some shit
I'm sick and tired of being so sick and tired
Comin home from tour you yelling before I get through the door
With that so and so said this and that
Why you still with me for？
Goin through my phone I made you feel like a fool
Screaming, WHO THE FUCK IS ALEX？
When Alexander's my dude
Sometimes I think you do it simply cause your bored
If you really love me we'd be making love not war
But you'd rather waste the little time we do have
Going back and fourth
Are you sorry now？
Well too bad!
I can't believe I wasted all this fucking time
Instead of fighting with you I could have been writing rhymes
or...
Hanging out Stitch and watchin 'Up' or something
You never tried to meet me half way
You played these little immature as ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to
understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool and
Now you think your coming back to me
But that's something that I just don't see
I thought this was forever the thought of leaving you never
But you gotta kick rocks cause your screaming's leaving my head
hurt
Before you go there's something that you should know
I'm taking everything I bought and you better leave me my red
shirt
Don't even think of twisting this to make it my fault
Or try to tell me you forgot to take your Midol
Cause you ain't blaming this one on your period
And you can save the song and dance cause I'm gone, period!
Huh？
What？
Wait？
Nope I'm not hearing it
The crash dummy final grabbed the wheel and now he's steering it
Oh, Dear God... What a disaster
And I probably shoulda done something faster
Wait, you know what？
You can kiss my ass
You've been dropped from the label and I'm keepin your masters
TRAVIE YOU'RE A BASTARD
Call me what you want to
Whatever makes you feel better, I don't want you
P.S. I froze all your accounts and uh... Leave that ring on the
counter
You never tried to meet me half way
You played these little immature as ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to
understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool and
Now you think your coming back to me
But that's something that I just don't see
You never tried to meet me half way
You played these little immature as ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to
understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool man
Now you think your coming back to me
But that's something that I just don't see
You never tried to meet me half way
You played these little immature as ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to
understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool man
Now you think your coming back to me
But that's something that I just don't see
Now you think your coming back to me
But that's something that I just don't see
7.ASS Back Home(feat. Neon Hitch)
Lyricist：Gym Class Heroes
Writer(s)：Gym Class Heroes
Oh, so sexy y'all
I don't know where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know where you're going
Just get your ass back home
We both knew this type of life
Didn't come with instructions
So I'm trying to do my best
To make something outta nothing
And sometimes it gets
Downright shitty in fact
When you call and I don't even know
What city I'm at
Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
In a year I don't recall
It's like my life's on repeat and the last time we spoke
I told you I wouldn't be long(yeah)
That was last November now December's almost gone
I'd apologize but I don't realize what I'm doing wrong
I don't know where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know where you're going
Just get your ass back home
And you been nothing but amazing
And I never take that for granted
Half of these birds would have flew
To coop but you, you truly understand it
And the fact you stood beside me
Every time you heard some bogusness
You deserve a standing o'
Cause they'd a just been over it
Let em talk, let em talk, let em talk, let em talk
Like we don't hear what they saying
Let em walk, let em walk, let em walk, let em walk
We'll just drive by and keep waving it
Cause you and I above all that
Just let em wallow in it
Now they all choked up, yuck
Cause they be swallowing it
I don't know where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know where you're going
Just get your ass back home
No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart
You keep doing that, I'll keep doing this
We'll be aight in the end
Trust that
We put the us in trust, baby
Let's go!
I don't care what you're after
As long as I'm the one, No
I don't care why you're leaving
You'll miss me when you're gone
I don't know where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know where you're going
Just get your ass back home
I'm home baby
8.Nil - Nil - Draw
Lyricist：Gym Class HeroesNoel ZancanellaRyan Tedder
Writer(s)：Gym Class HeroesNoel ZancanellaRyan Tedder
Just waking up in the morning
And the beat well
Quite honest with ya,
I ain't really sleep well
Ya ever feel like your train a thoughts been derailed？
That's when you press on remix
Half the population's just waitin to see me fail
Yeah right, you're better off trying to freeze hell
Some of us do it for the females
And others do it for the retails
But I do it for the kids, life through the tower head on
Everytime you fall it's only making your chin strong
And I be in your quarter like mid, baby, til the end
Or when you hear this song from that big lady
Until the referee rings the bell
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gonna do ya'll？
Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then just save me, save me, save me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
You need to block the last thirty rounds
There's no reason you should ever have your head down
Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds
Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town
Text book version of the kid going nowhere fast
And now I'm yelling kiss my ass,
It's gonna take a couple right hooks a few left jabs
For you to recognize that you really ain't got it bad
Until the referee rings the bell
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gonna do ya'll？
Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then just save me, save me, save me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
Everybody put yo hands up
What we gonna do？
What we gonna do？
What we gonna do？
What we gonna do？
What we gonna do？
What we gonna do？
What we gonna do？ ya'll
If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)
And when your bones can't take no more
Just remember what you're here for
Cause I know I'm a damn sure
Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then just save me, save me, save me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
Till the referee rings the bell
Till both ya eyes start to swell
Till the crowd goes home,
What we gonna do kid？
9.LAZARUS, ZE GITAN
10.THE FIGHTER(FEAT. RYAN TEDDER)
11.KID NOTHING AND THE NEVER-ENDING NAKED NIGHTMARE
chchch-children put on your angry faces
mothers hide your daughters
i've been busy burning bridges hovering over troubled waters
city folk'll never understand the country mouse's jokes
they'd rather sit and watch the lemmings lead each other to the
slaughter
this is me thanking you dearly
sincerely, from the bottom of what's left of my misery magnet
guess i been too busy being stagnant
and if i ever steer you wrong
grab the wheel and jerk it left
i'm only human but admitted i'm such a beautiful mess
with the mad hatter cackle and the cheshire cat smile (haha)
put the jabberwocks cadaver with derelict juvenile (oooh)
the futures got travie engraved on a name plate that i copped on
fulton
while the passers poppin pills somewhere on the other side of
brooklyn
so this is me in front of the class naked
this reoccurring nightmare never ending
so i'm saying hello (so i'm saying hellooo)
and now i'm screaming hello (now i'm screaming hellooo)
is anybody out there？
now this is me in front of the class naked
this reoccurring nightmare never ending
so i'm saying hello (so i'm saying hellooo)
and now i'm screaming hello
can anybody hear me？
baby let's ride the steel horse until it stops galloping
and let the nerds get revenge on these stars with lamar's
javelin
here betty, put this vader mask on and take me to the dark side
bumpin your
favorite song
and i promise i'll stand still until the feeling is gone
and if i slip and bust it's cause we must be doing it wrong
oh by the way
if you happen to meet the asshole that wrote the manual
tell'em large marge sent me to murk'em and make it casual
with the mad hatter cackle and the cheshire cat smile (haha)
put the jabberwocks cadaver with derelict juvenile (ooooh)
the futures got travie engraved on a name plate that i copped on
fulton
while the passers poppin pills somewhere on the other side of
brooklyn
so this is me in front of the class naked
this reoccurring nightmare never ending
so i'm saying hello (so i'm saying hellooo)
and now i'm screaming hello (now i'm screaming hellooo)
is anybody out there？
now this is me in front of the class naked
this reoccurring nightmare never ending
so i'm saying hello (so i'm saying hellooo)
and now i'm screaming hello
so i'm leaving the grocery store the other day
anxiety and all
and a women walks up to me
(hey aren't you travie？)
she doesn't say hello, she just grabs me
and i can feel my heart beating harder and harder and harder (uh
yeah)
(i'm from upstate too)
(uh, cool)
i can feel the skin on my chest getting tighter and tighter
until i just, until i just
fucking spontaniously combust
ahhh
with the mad hatter cackle and the cheshire cat smile (haha)
put the jabberwocks cadaver with derelict juvenile (ooooh)
the futures got travie engraved on a name plate that i copped on
fulton
while the passers poppin pills somewhere on the other side of
brooklyn
so this is me in front of the class naked
this reoccurring nightmare never ending
so i'm saying hello (so i'm saying hellooo)
and now i'm screaming hello (now i'm screaming hellooo)
is anybody out there？
now this is me in front of the class naked
this reoccurring nightmare never ending
so i'm saying hello (so i'm saying hellooo)
and now i'm screaming hello
and now i'm screaming hellooo
can anybody hear me？
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