Stress may refer to:
Adam Tensta (born Adam Momodou Eriksson Taal 1 August 1983 in Tensta, Stockholm, Sweden), is a Swedish rapper. His debut album It's a Tensta Thing was a Swedish chart topper, and was awarded the 2008 Swedish Grammis for best Dance/Hip Hop/Soul album.
Adam grew up the son of a single mother and an absent, father in Tensta, Stockholm during the 80's.[2] Despite his upbringing in a neighborhood where violence and crime was the norm[citation needed], Adam Tensta refused to take the path of many of his peers. Instead of delinquency he found sanctuary in music. Artists like Bob Marley and hiphop acts like Wu-Tang Clan, Mobb Deep and Nas became the source of inspiration for his first rhymes.
To honor his roots, Adam took "Tensta" as his artist name.
Adam Tensta excludes alcohol, cigarettes and drugs from his lifestyle. He is a representative for the Save the Children Sweden and an ambassador for Alla Olika Alla Lika, a youth campaign against racism, prejudice and discrimination in Sweden. He is also a socialist, and performed at the Swedish leftist party Vänsterpartiet's 1 May celebration in Stockholm 2010.
music: daniel gildenlow/daniel magdic
lyrics: daniel gildenlow
(watching corners and crossing watching all the red lights watching the
stress watching beggars and bankers and rushing cars I'm drowning in this
mess)Help me! Rescue me! Save me! Set me free! (watching all the stress)
It is strange - among all people I feel alone. Very strange - despite the
sun I'm cold to the bone!
If this is progress let me out!
Up on the rooftops I feel alive - lovely detached from the human hive.
Up on the rooftops I feel so free.
Far from the city that's suffocating me. (watching corners and
crossings watching all the red lights watching the stress watching
beggars and bankers and rushing cars I'm drowning in this mess) IS THIS
WHAT WE WANT?
I believe: beneath the surface we turn to stone.
Can't you see? You meet your neighbors over the phone!
I'm awake - watch me! I'll escape - watch me!
If this is progress help me to regress!
Alone by the ocean I feel alive - lovely detached from the human hive.
Alone by the ocean I feel so free.
Far from the city that's suffocating me.
YOU live too shallow act too deep! Fail to sow but proudly reap!
...and you still need MORE!
Indians show us where you're from
STRESS indicates what we'll all become!
In time you'll awake!
In time you'll escape!
In time you'll awake!
You'll see what's at stake!
Seit einer Weile ist es schon so weit,
dass die Leute nicht mehr nach meinem Alter fragen.
Doch nutzen sie jede Gelegenheit,
um mich subtil mit gutgemeinten Tips zu plagen:
"Tritt doch etwas kürzer, nimm dich mehr zurück!
Leg dich mittags schlafen und genieß öfter dein Glück..."
Schwafelei! Faselei! Besserwisserei!
Gängelei! Phantasterei! Tyrannei! Einwandfrei Wichtigtuerei! Zuviel Geschrei!
Ich mache mir den Monster-Stress:
Werde Kanzler, Manager und Stewardess.
Durchschwimme täglich das Loch Ness,
organisiere einen Stress-Kongress.
Ich werde sechzigfacher Großpapa,
bin Tag und Nacht für alle Enkel da.
Lerne Bratsche und Harmonika
und promoviere über Cha-Cha-Cha.
S-T-R-E-Doppel-S.
Ich buchstabiere mir den maximalen Stress!
Ich bin voll auf dem Hardcore-Trip:
Mega-Stress macht mich mega-hip!
Ich protestiere gegen Staatsgewalt,
rette nebenbei den Regenwald,
schütze Füchse vor der Jagd,
und operiere Muttermale ungefragt!
Ich werde Meister im Tae-Kwon-Do,
ich putze mit der Zahnbürste das Bahnhofsklo.
Ich nehm auch sonst den letzten Scheißjob an
und werde Pressesprecher für Möllemann!
S-T-R-E-Doppel-S.
Ich buchstabiere mir den maximalen Stress,
und habe trotzdem zu viel Energie -
immer raus damit! Ich fühl mich jung wie nie!
Ich blockiere nachts die Autobahn,
bau den Kölner Dom aus Marzipan,
dolmetsche Kisuaheli simultan,
verkaufe Miniröcke im Vatikan.
S-T-R-E-Doppel-S.
vertikal-mental-transzendentraler Stress -
Es gibt mir Kraft und ist mein Lebenssinn,
wenn ich fix und fertig und am Ende bin!
Ansonsten sitz ich gern auf meinem Sofa zu Haus
und denke mir lustige Geschichten aus,
wo kein Wort stimmt, doch die ich irgendwann
You think your head's achin', I'm not finished yet
I won't be mistaken, how soon you forget
Take back what you said and I'll spare you pain
then you can spare me all your fuckin' lies
I can't wait to get away
I ask you twenty more times,
Don't you hear a thing?
Your testing my patience again,
Careful for your sake
Take a walk with me there, and I'll show you pain
But who said you can open up your mouth
I can't wait to get away
Thoughts are pissed away
And for a minute I couldn't swallow
Thoughts are pissed away
And for a minute I couldn't swallow
If you think that I'm the one who'll be here
Come tomorrow think again
In time I'll be here, Not waiting for you anymore
I love you anyway, is it so rare that I've been
No one calls unless I leave
No one's home, the voice repeats
Kind hands wrapped around my neck
Sharp teeth biting in my back
Cold eyes burning laser beams
Oh! God, relieve me of this STRESS
A list from A to Z, this is too much for me
Don't want this mess, I must confess
I hate this stress
The more I work, the less I make
The less I learn, the more you take
Small lips telling big huge lies
White sores growing in my mouth
Red blood pouring from my heart
Oh! God, relieve me of this STRESS
I'm not your property, come on and set me free
Don't want this mess, I must confess
This the realest shit I ever wrote,
This the realest shit I ever spoke
Try and get my mind right through all this stress,
I'ma play my cards right and I'ma take my reps
Real people from the world made me do with the best
Niggas can't stop me bitch, I'ma do it till death
Got work, I ain't touched it myself in the mirror man
Niggas too close to the hunt,
Niggas ears open bitch and they eyes closed shut
Like a bitch made tell me what my rise show up
We gon slide through the city in the night turnt up
How let you this far niggas lies turnt up
Fuck you bitches if you hating on us
Fuck you if you hating on me, I'm based as fuck
Seen the bar and I raised it up
Rap game like my son, bitch I'ma raise it up
The world on my dick getting paper cuts
Get loose man I take you up, sit back I'ma take you up
That's based as fuck bitch
You get home sick, man you know niggas is sick with it
You feel me, been the wrong stop man, yeah
I'm tryina get my mind right,
Through all this stress, I'ma play cards right
And I'ma take my reps bitch
My foundation from the streets so I never can leave
Fuck a nigga if he don't give me space to breathe
See spaces a place to see, bitches on my dick
Man, you after chasing me
Bitch niggas still chasing leaves, can't find that spot
Where's Waldo, find that drop
Ape shit, better case to me, no case for me
But patient see
The number one thing is patience please
God just knows what the patients need
We all sit living with disease
And you say you clean but not clean as me
Yeah bitch this the thing I believe
Thank you based god, you what the world needs
Based world man is the only thing I see
Never get grounded by the money and weed, Lil B
I'ma tell you who the realest nigga alive man, you feel me
Check it out man
Fuck that shit, I'ma play my cards right and I'ma take my reps
Yeah, I'm just tell you fuck I'm thugged out man
I'ma tell you this man
I'm tryina get my mind right, through all this stress,
I'ma play cards right and I'ma take my reps
Yeah man,
Tryina get my mind right, through all this stress,
[Talking]
Hey Nigga
This is our last time bonita
After this, we out
I'm tellin you
We die together
An eye for an eye (In Italian)
A tooth for a tooth (In Italian)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
All my niggas
Feel me
[Verse 1]
I can't rest
So much stress to live illegal
My uncle on death row
Waiting to get the needle
Holla if you hear me, people
This dope game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the ghetto
That new born baby
In the dumpster
She been dead for a week
While the dope fiend momma
Gettin high on the street
Gettin beat by police
Still prayin for peace
Niggas playin for keeps
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks
This ghetto got me thinkin about death
When will it stop
Either you punch the clock
Or you open up shop
[Chorus]
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
[Verse 2]
Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster
Over respect
Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck
Look in his eyes
He kinda looked surprised in his last breath
But life goes on for niggas
Throwin up they set
In terror
In the ghetto when this shit ain't stoppin
Niggas run in your crib
And make references to why your momma
Washin fiends
Never with a fly
Chasin a high
And gettin AIDS from a bitch
Ain't no way to die
And everyday I'm seeing signs
Of the end of the world
My nigga Bobby killed himself and his lady
In front of his baby girl
Feds, watch a nigga
Tryin to make the bus
But niggas stay strapped
And gats, we trust (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Bill Clinton in the White House
Fucking hoes
Innocent kids gettin shot on my block
Casket closed
Hear the niggas in the cell blocks
Screaming for freedom
Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress
Cause they need them
Remember JJ got shot
In a high speed chase
Busted in the back
Through the license plate
My reality is fatality
I verbalize pain before I be another casualty
Infared beam on the glock
Just aim and pop
You see me for a split second
And your dead and got
I try to tell these young kids
Go to school
They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
They don't hear me though
[Talking]
Yeah man
It's sad you know
We ain't got no jump shot
Can't play football
We ain't got no money for college
But I see these niggas on the block
Rolling with their fancy cars
Fancy gold
Fancy hoes
Nigga, I'ma get it how I live
You know
I'ma y'all young niggas some advice
Don't get greedy nigga
Get what you came for
To many niggas dying
Trying to prove something to another nigga
Be true to yourself
True to what you know nigga
[pharoahe monch]
Yo, it's the verbal assult weapon with words uncanny
You can fool me but I cannot fuck with rudy gulliani
Press the panic button, shit it's the schizophranic, can it
I can kill it from the west coast to the atlantic
Nowadays it seems it's hard to maintain
Can't take the stress, yes god, I'm going insane
If you can fill my veins say "yes"
If you can feel the pain say "stress"
Pharoahe, I possess the skills to bring it to yor chest
With lyrics and manifestation for the entire nation
With his excellency prince standing next to me
And especially extra p on the sp
12 zero zero, I stand tall and be a hero
In times of stress, the pharoahe won't fess
Crush, kill, destroy, stress (repeat 16x)
[large professor]
Now nothing ain't deeper than having to throw a nigga in the sleeper
Don't stress, and take that shit from large profess
Cause I be on the train trying to maintain
Getting lower than the whole while the record man gain
And it make me want to sting somebody, with the shottie
Cause I can't relate to living less than great
So I while I make a fat beat to eat
Some of my mans from john ball high school are sleeping in the street
That stress shit is ill, if you let it, it will
Having your ass on the staircase smoking a scrill
Never that for me, nigga my name's extra p
I can't afford to be stressed the fuck out in '93
Or '94, cause everybody knows my solution
To being stressed is looking at the front door
Crush, kill, destroy, stress (repeat 8x)
[prince poetry]
God knows I can't take this stress
Working my fingers to the bone, my middle fingers for all you rap singers
Not representing your hood
I stroll through the projects giving niggas dap cause my respect's good
Verbal assassinator, sharp with the tounge, I come
Out of my pockets to fulfill a wish before another brother
And another one, that you're looking for
Mr. bigot, officer, I'm legit, now can you dig it?
Hey lady, I don't want your pocketbook, my black ass
Don't like my ass black? I'd rather cross the street leaving a stupid look
On your grill, spark a phil, parlay
? hosey toe? in the spot, call up ? concay?
Extra large profess, give the rest of the old funk
So what I left the rhyme on the dresser
My man dy-lou, he's in this, rest in peace, you're in here
? reckapice? you be the daddy, God knows you're in there
Sincere's the queer cause the east is representing
Vende la cuenta y cambia el show
Cuida la mente explota el glow
Mata la jugada por detrás que mala racha
Para que te vas a reventar
Vende la cuenta y cambia el show
Para de pensar y pensar
Cuidao con la mente que explota al glow
No arrastres más tantos problemas de que tu vas
Déjala ya dentro de tu stress
Vivimos pensando en lo que nos va a tocar
Luchando, inventando, soñando
Pisando por el dinero
Rezando después al cielo
Para estar en paz con uno y con el otro igual
Quien sabe si están esperando
El Diablo que nos da miedo
O Dios con su fe y santa palabra
Adivina Pa' donde girar
Siendo bueno las pagas igual
Tantas preocupaciones no te sirven de na'
Para que te vas a reventar
Vende la cuenta y cambia el show
Para de pensar y pensar
Cuidao con la mente que explota al glow
No arrastres más tantos problemas de que tu vas
Déjala ya dentro de tu stress
Vende la cuenta y cambia el show
Cuida la mente explota el glow
Mata la jugada por detrás que mala racha
Que los mas pesao si tus problemas
Se acuestan contigo
He que te pasa no quiero tu stress
En la casa no mira ver quien
Mira ver bien quien ha jugado contigo
Si la jugada es falsa no quiero juego con, conmigo
A veces te aparece
Que te parece si no te fallece
Yo creo que el tipo enloquece
Sin saber si lo mereces
Cuida al señor, ruega a mi lord
Que no se pare tu reloj
Para que te vas a reventar
Vende la cuenta y cambia el show
Para de pensar y pensar
Cuidao con la mente que explota al glow
No arrastres más tantos problemas de que tu vas
Déjala ya dentro de tu stress
Aquí es stress no es nada y esa voz se acaba bro
Dime que no es nada y ponte en mi terreno bueno
Donde son las gentes que andan bueno
Esos que no tienen freno
El problema hoy
Es querer cumplir con la ley de la vida
Nos pide más y siempre más
Para donde voy la pregunta
De las tantas pesadillas
Saber lo que nos va a pasar mañana
Para que te vas a reventar
Vende la cuenta y cambia el show
Para de pensar y pensar
Cuidao con la mente que explota al glow
No arrastres más tantos problemas de que tu vas
On top, your life, it seems so clean
Your tracks, they're hot, untouched, a dream
This ain't no ordinary life
It's extraordinary, so stop, stop checking me out
[Chorus:]
You're dancing so cool, like you live in the city
Moving so oooh, made of hot and pretty
You've got style, you've got grace, you've got everything in place
And it's burning me out
You see this stress it weighs a ton and I don't think it's very fun
For you to put this weight on my back (Yeah, yeah)
You got me workin' night and day, sweat and tears
No time to play
Give it a rest, and I'll just keep on dancing
Dance...dance....dance...you got it
Workin' me out, and I'm not getting paid
Late from my lips, and my bones still break
I can't live this way any longer
So stop, stop checking me out
[Chorus]
You think that you can fool me twice
You'll find that I'm no longer nice
So get this monkey off of my back
You got me workin' night and day
Sweat and tears no time to play
Give it a rest and I'll just keep on dancing
Dance...dance..you got it
[Talking]
Hey Nigga
This is our last time bonita
After this, we out
I'm tellin you
We die together
An eye for an eye (In Italian)
A tooth for a tooth (In Italian)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
All my niggas
Feel me
[Verse 1]
I can't rest
So much stress to live illegal
My uncle on death row
Waiting to get the needle
Holla if you hear me, people
This dope game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the ghetto
That new born baby
In the dumpster
She been dead for a week
While the dope fiend momma
Gettin high on the street
Gettin beat by police
Still prayin for peace
Niggas playin for keeps
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks
This ghetto got me thinkin about death
When will it stop
Either you punch the clock
Or you open up shop
Chorus
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
[Verse 2]
Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster
Over respect
Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck
Look in his eyes
He kinda looked surprised in his last breath
But life goes on for niggas
Throwin up they set
In terror
In the ghetto when this shit ain't stoppin
Niggas run in your crib
And make references to why your momma
Washin fiends
Never with a fly
Chasin a high
And gettin AIDS from a bitch
Ain't no way to die
And everyday I'm seeing signs
Of the end of the world
My nigga Bobby killed himself and his lady
In front of his baby girl
Feds, watch a nigga
Tryin to make the bus
But niggas stay strapped
And gats, we trust (C'mon)
Chorus
[Verse 3]
Bill Clinton in the White House
Fucking hoes
Innocent kids gettin shot on my block
Casket closed
Hear the niggas in the cell blocks
Screaming for freedom
Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress
Cause they need them
Remember JJ got shot
In a high speed chase
Busted in the back
Through the license plate
My reality is fatality
I verbalize pain before I be another casualty
Infared beam on the glock
Just aim and pop
You see me for a split second
And your dead and got
I try to tell these young kids
Go to school
They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
They don't hear me though
[Talking]
Yeah man
It's sad you know
We ain't got no jump shot
Can't play football
We ain't got no money for college
But I see these niggas on the block
Rolling with their fancy cars
Fancy gold
Fancy hoes
Nigga, I'ma get it how I live
You know
I'ma y'all young niggas some advice
Don't get greedy nigga
Get what you came for
To many niggas dying
Trying to prove something to another nigga
Be true to yourself
True to what you know nigga
Stay true to the gizzame
[King Gordy]
People wonder why
I'm violent. Look at my life
Look at all the things I go through
I hope you know you
are a victim if you listen to this
You're ready to start a riot cuz you're feelin this shit
Your boss is getting on your goddamn nerves, ay?
Talkin bout he ain't see you at work lately, stop hating and pay me
Soon as I get it I shall get in my car
play this song, my main attention is in the bar. (YOU'RE A ROCKSTAR!)
Let me get a try at the cops
Give me that old number seven, Jackie Dan on the rocks
Give me two, give me three, give me fo' here we go
Ready to blow, take what you like and sip it, yo
Feeling invincible. Hittin them switches slow
Drivin off in the night, pretty predictable
And you think you got a worthless life?
Baby trust me, it can't be no worse than mine. No stress!
[Chorus: Sal]
You hate your job, you're so depressed. STRESS!
You just wanna get paid
Stayed on the block, now you're homeless. STRESS!
Beggin for some change and I said
I so hate this, but I embrace it
I can fly... STRESS!
[King Gordy]
So what your wife left ya? I know you missin her
A couple shots of Jackie Dan, man you wont remember her
We'll have a fun time-a Drinkin Budweiser
And some hard lima. Don't bring your wife-a
We came to have a party, listen to heavy metal
Just hope it doesn't start then, hit 'em with heavy metal
I have no fears. I was born in here
I stayed in here. I invaded every whore in here
Me and Paradime passed sipping times
and woke up ordering Jack Daniels and Lemon Lime
People meets us in arenas HARDCORE!
Cost it, slam this until theres blood on the floor
When you're black, pierce your ears. Tattoo your face
You got a lot of youth to waste, baby chose your fate
Quite complainin about how bad you feel
If you that sad for real, go get mad and kill. No stress!
[Chorus: Sal]
You hate your job, you're so depressed. STRESS!
You just wanna get paid
Stayed on the block, now you're homeless. STRESS!
Beggin for some change and I said
I so hate this, but I embrace it
I can fly... STRESS!
[King Gordy]
Get right in the middle, they wont be checkin for demos
No respect I will give you. I'm cutthroat
All the sessions continue just let me help you get rid of this, just
be sexy, give me what you lust fo
The place is shakin. Barricades is brakin
Crazy change like Vegas Insane occasions
Blast from the scully uh
banned from America. Trashin terror
Nigga what the fuck?
[Sal]
I got choices. My voice has been silenced
I fell in love with the hate and the violence
And like a time bomb I tic and I toc
And I'm not gonna stop, like a bomb about to drop
This shit is something we can all relate to
If you ain't feelin it now it's gonna get to you
Now I'm upset about the bills that I can't pay
Barely enough to get me by, feel like a slave
[Chorus: Sal]
You hate your job, you're so depressed. STRESS!
You just wanna get paid
Stayed on the block, now you're homeless. STRESS!
Beggin for some change and I said
I so hate this, but I embrace it
I can fly... STRESS!
STRESS!
STRESS!
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft]
What's the use of worrying
What good does it do?
Will it add a single day
To your life?
PANIC - no more
WORRY - about what?
STRESSING - no need
When you HAVE THE LORD
Constant troubles of your mind
Past, present, future time
Problems building up inside
Leave it all behind
Rid yourself of needless tension
Lay your burdens on the Lord
He will give you strength you need
If you'll believe His Word
If I can dreaming everytime
I wanna fly like a bird
I wanna find another world…where
Full of freedom and hapiness
No no enemy and no fear
Life and death just history
Here… nice ladies are dancing
And kids singing
Reff:
If I can show my dream
I… wanna bring you all into it
And I`ll give you the same dream 2x
There`s no king or president
No rules and laws
We are that all… yup
Coz this world belong us
Your mom will never try see what you do
And your dad never hates you
Coz they`ll never know, never know
What we feel right now
Reff:
If I can show my dream
I… wanna bring you all into it
And I`ll give you the same dream 2x
If I can dreaming everytime
I wanna fly like a bird
I wanna find another world…where
Full of freedom and hapiness
No no enemy and no fear
Life and death just history
Here… nice ladies are dancing
And kids singing
Reff:
O… if I can show my dream
I… wanna bring you all into it
Oh yeah...
Coming at ya...
I'm Addicted to stress
that's the way that i get things done
if I'm not under pressure then i sleep too long
and i hang around like a bum
i think I'm going nowhere and that makes me nervous
everybody's out to get me but i feel all right
everybody's out to get me but i feel all right
everybody's out to get me but i feel all right
Everybody's thinking 'bout me
its the little things that get you
its the little things that get you when you weren't paying attention
its the little things that get you
its the little things that get you when you weren't paying attention
trying to cut down on my caffeine consumption
so when i get up i just have one cup of coffee
and i like to have another cup of coffee with my breakfast
and on the way to work i like to get a cup of coffee
like the kind of cup of coffee that you get with the donuts
but i never get the donut i just have the cup of coffee
and when i get to work i have a cup of coffee
cause i like to have coffee when I'm talking on the phone
but it usually grows cold and i need to get another cup of coffee
and its lunch, and i have an espresso
and when i get back its not morning anymore so i have
a diet cola and another diet cola
but then I'm feeling fine and I'm feeling pretty sharp
and feeling pretty wired and I'm getting things done
but right about two i get this little tiny migraine
it starts behind my eyes and it moves to the back of my neck
and it moves to the bottom of my spine
but it doesn't get there until 5 or 6 o clock
which is the end of the day so I'm fine!
so I'm fine so I'm fine
except when i have to work late when i have to work late
which i usually do
I'm Addicted to stress
that's the way that i get things done
if I'm not under pressure then i sleep too long
and i hang around like a bum
and i think I'm going nowhere and that makes me nervous
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies thinking about me!
((talking to trumpet player))
hey, how ya doing...
looking good...
you been working out? yeah i can tell...
alright... see ya later...
i love to work i love to run i love to play real hard
i love to steal little things from the grocery store
like a piece of bubble gum or sometimes i just stick
my thumb in a peach and leave it there
i love to work i love to run i love to water-ski snowboard
jet ski skydive parasail hanglide rollerblade mountainbike
bungee jump well i mean i'd love to do these things if i ever had the time
i love to work i love to work i love to workout after work
i love to spend a little time with this woman I'm seeing
except uh, we never get the time to spend together
so we call each other up and we talk about work
but i think id really love is to get up by myself on a tiny little island
in the middle of the ocean with just me a book and a cellular phone
and a personal computer in case something came up
and i'd eat and i'd drink and i'd run and i'd sleep
and i wouldn't do nothing but swim all day
except i don't know how to do laps in the ocean
where there are sharks! where there are sharks! where there are sharks!
and there's this kind of anemone that sticks in your foot
and the poison goes up to your brain and you die
and sand fleas! sand fleas! yuck!
but actually i think would be really relaxing
just me by myself in the middle of the ocean
and thats what i'd really like to do more than anything else
except i'd probably hate it
I'm Addicted to stress
its the way that i get things done
if I'm not under pressure then i sleep too long
and i hang around like a bum
and i think I'm going nowhere and that makes me nervous...
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies thinking about me!
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies out to get me, but i feel alright
everybodies thinking about me!(x2)