Issue No 137 This Old World Lyrics


This Old World by Issue No. 137

(Hook)
This old world will not stop turning
People will run to keep up
But these old wheels will not stop burning
So I'mma burn the old wheels up
Nanana, nanana, nana, ohhh

(Verse)
Yo, kids, I'm crazy
Some days I stare out the window
The world never cease to amaze me
I'm crazy
Pro'ly cause I'm goin' to the medies
Tellin' "oh, man, they can't change me"
I must be crazy, cause everytime I saw stars play
And my whole world starts rearranging
Making my day turn color, I could do this shit for others
But nah, our love is just crazy
And I'm so stupid, cause every now and then I loose it
But so and so come with this new shit
Song live as own shit, we the revolution
Give 'em one of your headphone, cause I prove it
Give me all of your hard work, I won't lose it
Gimme all of your crossword, I just glue it
Truth is, people want someone to rely on
And when it's dark out, to keep the lights on
Here I go, giving them the love that I want

(Pre-Hook)
And everytime they turn the page, I be there right in the front
And every star from their polished scars (???)
How small can you think is her, here comes son(?)
You gon' eat those empty words, as we hear
Done with them mac ass tracks to be here
It's the return of heroes, picture's more clear-o
Only thing to fear-o, the man in the mirr-o

(Hook)
This old world will not stop turning
People will run to keep up
But these old wheels will not stop burning
So I'mma burn the old wheels up
Nanana, nanana, nana, ohhh

(Verse)
And I can't believe it, people lost hope
Can't be a lawyer if you're staying at home
Hard to be a father if you're sellin' that dope
You can blame it on the god, you can blame it on the folks
See the way you go, it's ok, buddy gotta pass
Used to love, even if it don't last
Better to have had than to not have had at all
All f the (???), you can still be at the (???)
And this a (???) and a letter that I write to
Said a oh, man, oh, man, I fight through
Anything at all, used to hit people paw
If you be on the rise, baby, they be on the fall
I owe a lot to the strangers, cause they make me
At least tell me I ha' a lil' crazy
You're not going dumb on the music
Maybe it's time we all ha' a lil' stupid, so
Here I go, giving them the love that they want

(Pre-Hook)
And everytime they turn the page, I be there right in the front
And every star from their polished scars (???)
How small can you think is her, here comes son(?)
You gon' eat those empty words, as we hear
Done with them mac ass tracks to be here
It's the return of heroes, picture's more clear-o
Only thing to fear-o, the man in the mirr-o

(Hook)
This old world will not stop turning
People will run to keep up
But these old wheels will not stop burning
So I'mma burn the old wheels up
Nanana, nanana, nana, ohhh

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