American, Idle Songtext

Heath McNease

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American, Idle Songtext
Verse 1 (Pigeon John):
I make 'em go, make em stand, make 'em fall in my hands
They putty, and I know it, and it's all in the plan
I let 'em go, make it rain, keep it high octane
And I promise that I'll never ever be the same
Gotta keep moving, steady on my grind now
Push the dust off, pay the bills, never mind how
Ready, set, go, following the wind
Sit where I sit, drinking coffee on a bench
Perfect in the sunlight, everything is alright
Leaning kinda crooked, but perfect and it's alright
Perfect in the sunlight, everything is alright
Leaning kinda crooked, but perfect and it's alright

Chorus:
Hands where my eyes can see them
Hands where my eyes can see them
Hands where my eyes can see them woooooo
And I'm too alive to be idle
And I'm too alive to be idle
I'm too alive to be, I'm too alive to be idle
I'm too alive to be idle and I don't believe in yesterday
I don't plan survival, but bet your life I plan to stay
I'm too alive to be idle and I don't believe in yesterday
I don't plan survival, but bet your life I plan to stay

Bridge:
Push the pedal to the floor, let's go
Push the pedal to the floor, let's go
Push the push the pedal to the floor let's
Well push the pedal to the floor let's go

Verse 2:
These knobs, they go to eleven, and I'm gonna be the next Americal Idol
Ah ah ah idol, soccer mom put your hands to the sky yo
And send a text to the number that applies oh
Me and Seacrest and a laser light show
And even Simon says you got my vote
Spinal taps in the house call me Nigel
Stonehenge monument, backdrop ominous
Was not drawn to scale but that's obvious
Was not born to fail, but that's a part of it
Just speak positive...bleed for the audience
Wrech the tour bus, trash the hotel, rest assured, just cash to post bail
Next town to the next crowd, oh well
Outkast, cooler than polar bear's toe nails