Ego
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Ego
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I'm an animal, fully flammable
Like a bat, I can fly
I'm a summer breeze
Bending through the leaves
And the cracks in the sky
I've been waiting for ventilation from
All the crap that you buy
Some days I only please myself
Non identical, Dave Chapelle photo
What you got? What you called?
Driving foreign cars through the sun at night
You and I, you and I
Don't look down at me, can't amount to me
You can try, you can try
Nobody can pay my pension
Turn up the stere-ere-ereo, oh
And do the tango with me
Let your body go, oh, oh
I make you wanna believe
Are we ever coming down? No, oh
I'm right here where I want to be, to be
E-G-O, ego
I'm mechanical, rub-a-dub-a-dub
Dust you off if you fall
Solo symphony from head to feet
When you walk, when you strut
You can count on me, I will never leave
When you talk, when you bark
Some days I just need attention
So botanical, truly magical
All the flowers in the park
Big banana trees, monkeys swinging free
In a trance, branch to branch
Fanatical, so irrational
I'm in love with my charm
Nobody can beat my reflection
Turn up the stere-ere-ereo, oh
And do the tango with me
Let your body go, oh, oh
I make you wanna believe
Are we ever coming down? No, oh
I'm right here where I want to be, to be
E-G-O, ego
Don't make me rain on your parade
You'd better be staying down
You're suited and booted, deluded, what you saying now?
Uh, I wouldn't sit with you fellas
Irrelevant, jealous and undeveloped
I sing it a cappella
In the ring on my own here, no mans
Architectural dreamer, no plans
Still taking the wheel here, no hands
Eh, and I'm my biggest fan
The fame ain't hard to maintain
Like a Great Dane send a wave to your brain
'Til you bang bang on the TV
I know you wanna free me, so let it out
Eh, I'm what you're all about
Turn up the stere-ere-ereo, oh
And do the tango with me
Let your body go, oh, oh
I make you wanna believe
Are we ever coming down? No, oh
I'm right here where I want to be, to be
E-G-O, ego
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