Tranquility Base - Jasha Klebe, Steven Pagano, Billie Ray Fingers & Bruce Fingers

Jesus in the day spa Filling out the information form Mama got her hair done Just popping out to sing a protest song I've been on a bender Back to that prophetic esplanade Where I ponder all the questions But just manage to miss the mark Hoo-hoo! Good afternoon Tranquility Base, Hotel and Casino Mark speaking Please tell me, how may I direct your call? This magical thinking Feels as if it really might catch on Mama wants some answers Do you remember where it all went wrong? Technological advances Really bloody get me in the mood Pull me in close on a crisp eve, baby Kiss me underneath the moon's side boob Good afternoon Tranquility Base, Hotel and Casino Mark speaking Please tell me, how may I direct your call? And do you celebrate your dark side But then wish you'd never left the house? Have you ever spent a generation Trying to figure that one out? Hoo-hoo! Good afternoon Tranquility Base, Hotel and Casino Mark speaking Please tell me, how may I direct your call?

Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm And thank God for the leader, hm And think hard for a message Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer? We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey And hard road for a Ceasar, hey Well, who came from the heavens? They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm And thank God for the shooters Them hard streets make a militant man Fuck a bitch, be as real as you can Our education, they tend to say we killers again But I'd rather give this living a chance, I'm getting patience I wonder if the world is gon' see us, it's just niggas They treat lyrics like I hold triggers like I make difference Then downplay, what I'm given like I'm no different It make me wanna move to my aunt's house I've been on pills since a little one Start with Advil then we level up I wonder if my son gon' trust me, after songs so ugly Bout his moms, ain't mean to see the world so crummy They got. Tec-9's for Jesus So I figured that the second coming wasn't never coming Go figure heaven is a hassle cause They don't even want a nigga back in Africa Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm And thank God for the leader, hm And think hard for a message Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer? We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey And hard road for a Ceasar, hey Well, who came from the heavens? They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm And thank God for the shooters Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm And thank God for the leader, hm And think hard for a message Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer? We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey And hard road for a Ceasar, hey Well, who came from the heavens? They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm And thank God for the shooters And some of us fall and some of us hover And some of us shooters and some of us lovers I see the sum of it all, I'm running for cover Invite you for supper, but really they hunt you What's really 300, who's really a gangster Who's really the prey? Who's really in danger? I'm willing to pray, I'm feeling the angels Is liquor the savior? This moment will contain us And ride to the far side, I'm looking for peace Just spread the cigar wide, a moment of ease Hard benches for my brothers that be roaming the streets We don't always be the leaders that they want us to be I'm just hoping that she praying while she down on her knees See I often treat these hoes like their fathers would be Good Lord, my flaws, blind you, got you time for, my flaws Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm And thank God for the leader, hm And think hard for a message Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer? We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey And hard road for a Ceasar, hey Well, who came from the heavens? They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm And thank God for the shooters