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Jackpot Lyrics - Uplifter (cd/dvd) - 311

Jackpot, uh split shot 

I'm in line doing fine 

This snapper I've got the bounty 

Blessed with the amount, we 

Never guess, the best is yet to come 

Came to rock the fucking block 

If you don't come new 

Then you might get dropped 

I think it's strange 

The thing's the same, carry on 

Season's deranged 

Like the one we call will be gone 

 

With the touch of my wand 

You are my God, you're my guardian 

I hit the jackpot, I'm the lucky one 

My fortune endless, never coming undone, uh 

Moving, I'm a nomad 

Another girl's voice is the noises rad 

My treasure is soul, aren't you glad 

I get psychedelic with a pen and a pad 

 

Rooming up in no it's about that critical 

Find it difficult to be so analytical 

I'm filled with hope 

The rope it won't hang you 

Sit your ass down and come in rangoon 

Right about now it's about that time 

You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime 

I've been on the road like a Seminole warrior 

Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for 

 

Woo 

Everybody jump 

 

[Chorus:] 

What are the chances 

The odds must be enhanced 

It's a wild card that you threw 

Of all the places to end up 

It amazes me 

After all we've been through 

 

[Bridge] 

Jackpot 

All the people say whoa 

Jackpot 

Let me hear you say whoa 

Jackpot 

Uh, what, whoa 

Give 'em what you got 'til you hit that spot 

Whoa 

 

We hit the jackpot 

The lotto, lucky dot 

So the path that we tread 

We pave the bars of gold 

Now we got it 

How we bought it 

Sweating from stage to stage 

A lot of it 

And if we won the chance to dance 

And do it all again 

We wouldn't change a thing 

There is no other end 

The pinnacle we reached 

We knew it was possible 

How we got here 

Overcoming obstacles 

 

Right about now it's about that time 

You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime 

I've been on the road like a Seminole warrior 

Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for 

Reside West Coast from the Mid West 

Take what you like and fuck all the rest, man 

We only enter in one contest 

That we made up ourselves 

That's to be the 311'est 

 

Woo 

Everybody jump 

 

[Chorus x2] 

What are the chances 

The odds must be enhanced 

It's a wild card that you threw 

Of all the places to end up 

It amazes me 

After all we've been through 

 

[Bridge] 

Jackpot 

All the people say whoa 

Jackpot 

Let me hear you say whoa 

Jackpot 

Uh, what, whoa 

Give 'em what you got 'til you hit that spot 

Whoa 

 

Woo 

To the death of dismay 

Uh 

Disc jock to the truth 

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