Pursuit Of Happiness - Kid Cudi, MGMT, Ratatat

Mmmm, ay-oh

Hey… Ratatat, yeah!

Na-na-na-nah

Na-na-na-nah

Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit

Feeling lit, feeling right, 2 AM, summer night

I don’t care, hand on the wheel

Driving drunk, I’m doing my thing

Rolling in the Midwest side and out

Living my life, getting out dreams

People told me slow my roll, I’m screaming out «Fuck that»

I’mma do just what I want, looking ahead, no turning back

If I fall, if I die, know I lived it to the fullest

If I fall, if I die, know I lived and missed some bullets

I’m on the pursuit of happiness, and I know

Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold

Hey, I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know

Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold

Hey, I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

Tell me what you know about dreaming, dreaming?

You don’t really know about nothing, nothing

Tell me what you know about them night terrors every night

5 AM, cold sweats, waking up to the sky?

Tell me what you know about dreams, dreams?

Tell me what you know about night terrors?

Nothing

You don’t really care about the trials of tomorrow

Rather lay awake in the bed full of sorrow

I’m on the pursuit of happiness, and I know

Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold

Hey, I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness, and I know

Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold

Hey, I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness

I know everything that shine ain’t always gold

I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness, and I know

Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold

Hey, I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness, and I know

Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold

Hey, I’ll be fine once I get it

I’ll be good

Pursuit of happiness, yeah

I gon' get it, I’ll be good

Oh… oh man, oh, ugh

Room’s spinning, room’s spinning

Pat, Zuli…

Oh fuck, oh my God

Why’d I drink so much and smoke so much?

Oh

Oh, fuck