JJ Demon Follow

i never wrote a song about the death of the microphone
thats cuz i'd be wrong cuz the flow is still right at home
this is not the drums and the samples you're findin' stale
i know what i'm doin, i'm just pullin the lions tail, all by my self

are we dancing or are we dead?
the world is not the same, we can make this shit cool again
the world is not ashamed to fall in love with something so....
pop-pop-poppy bubblegum
you're caught in the undertow, it's uncontrolled

wait, oh no, why don't you leave me alone?
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum
wait, i've been waiting to sell my soul
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum

stickin my head in the mouth of a lion
throw me off the top of the mountain of Zion
everybody's sellin out and nobody is buyin
at least if you sold out it means that youre tryin
to get outta your mom's basement,
you'll be doin a dirty job forever
10 years from now in the same situation
fuck it, you'll never get 35 and clever
why are we so afraid to make music that people like?
if it aint cool to be pop than what did the Beatles write?
you wanna be evil? imagine writing an evil song they play on the radio, it's like bringin evil to life!

are we dancing or are we dead?
the world is not the same, we can make this shit cool again
the world is not ashamed to fall in love with something so....
(pop-pop-poppy) bubblegum
you're caught in the undertow, it's uncontrolled

wait, oh no, why don't you leave me alone?
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum
wait, i've been waiting to sell my soul
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum

I've been waiting I've been waiting to sell my soul
I've been waiting I've been waiting to sell my soul
I've been waiting I've been waiting to sell my soul

pop that bubblegum shit
sick and mischevious troublesome shit
evil and devious, itchin to kill
suicidal rythmn, fistful of pills
shakin and twitchin and flailin around
if you werent before youre feelin it now
sweat on your brow, muscles are tense
this is the panic of jumpin the fence

something intense
im in the game while you're humpin the bench
stumblin, mumblin, trynna make sense,
while youre watchin your life come crumblin in
what is your life bout, music or drugs?
that doesnt make sense, your music sucks!
that means that one is effecting the other
time to clean up your act mother fucker!!!

wait, oh no, why don't you leave me alone?
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum
wait, I've been waiting to sell my soul
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum

wait, oh no, why don't you leave me alone?
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum
wait, I've been waiting to sell my soul
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum

wait, oh no, why don't you leave me alone?
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum
wait, I've been waiting to sell my soul
we pop that bubblegum, we pop that bubblegum