Simple Pleasures

To be to see to have to do I'm turning all these knobs I'm just not on the radio I cannot get my songs All placed in some new episode I don't know what Im doin' Don't know what Im doin' But I will bring a you in I'll show you round to see That my life ain't so typical I'll make some money Then I'll take a year off For my soul We're feelin' fruity Sifting the sand between our toes Some frozen mango banana Cranapple Strawberry I don't like smog I don't pet dogs Don't do the big city Im feeding the miracle Im feeling so spiritual Sweet Jesus tostada A wearin' a nada Making small talk Thinking big thoughts Walking tall Got to go through your own mind To get ready to fly You better stride Cause Ima keep a me a movin' Nowadays I feel like I can fill my cup a whole lot more Don't have to imitate some new kid trying to keep it low My whole weekend is open wide to healing flow Got more cabbage and plenty room to let it grow Take the back trail playing tac tic toe Scratch that itch o pack it up and stitch o How does it fit yo Lookin pretty rich yo How does it feel to pick it up fix your own Ditch the tie unhitch your mind Completely kind give up the grind Convinced you'll find a different side To every stride Get redefined outside the lines The sky will comfort your shoulders A one two three four in the zone Backdoor cell phone Turn the knob get you gone Thick soul walking tall High low start the show Big toe lemon glow Magic carpet its a go This life that I've been through Complex rules Do not be fooled too Just let it fall down to the floor Don't let no system bother me Now that's the end of it