Suck City Tour Guides - Invisible Inc.

[Part 1: Watsky &

Adam Vida

You’re now a resident of Suck City

It’s evident we’re fucked

At least we look pretty

Our president would sell our future for a buck fifty

But he’s super busy making supervillains look shitty

If that gets you pissed at me, it’s not a mystery

Never in history did people disagree to this degree

Time to take a stand, if you got legs and if you’re able

If you got a hand lay it on the table (so today)

We brought some new talent

That’s fresher than fruit salad,

ready, steady and even without ever needed

New balances

two feet on the pedal, speeding through challenges, to work it til it’s perfect

Your fingers need a few calluses (to handle this) take that was created like a

candle is, flame on wax

Stating the facts, with no analyst

The free-form form from four freaks fuck the panelists pacifying the masses

We suggest you find the ass to kiss

Hop into the back of our self-driving limo

Smoke the complimentary indo, meet the willing nymphos

Wink (wink) at all the happy people out the windows

Don’t (don't) don’t feel (don't Feel)

Don’t feel

No (no) need to think

They think though

Provided free syringes you can mainline all your info

It’s so nice to make it

In-In-Introduck (duck)-Goose-Introduct (duct)-Introduction, we’re your tour

guides

Wel- (wel) Welcome to the shit show

(Even) Even though (though) we (we) don’t know shit bro--

[Part 2: Watsky &

Adam Vida

Man, we don’t know shit

We fooled around, thinking we’d be cool for now

Turns out things got crucial while we was in our shells, King Koopa style

Eyes veiled like a unibrow, but we reemerged, free as birds

Like: Who allowed these dudes to talk these views about how humans could?

Be doing good but it feel like humans threw the towel in

Young-ins grow up too quick and adjust to a system juvenilers

As juvenile, so DMX they loot the sound and alley-oop that track assist

So blasphemous we root the town and uproot the ground

While the roots are drowning

Burnt below oil soaked where the coals were stoked

So we sowed these royal oats and hoped

They’d be sure to grow

On fertile soil

But it hurts to know

The top of the pinnacle the bigger the fall

Lookin' at the bottom and I get a bit a vertigo

So avert your eyes

And earn that dough

Gotta have a way to pass the time, not everybody is a mastermind

Even if you’re last in line, pull out your phone and keep it asinine

Facts are in short supply, don’t get trapped in a lie

That’s why we grab onto happiness

(You've) gotta laugh or you’re sure to cry