Bam (eventually Suddenly) Lyrics - You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having - Atmosphere

BAM! We land at your table like dinnertime 

Asinine amount of women in the ticket line 

Hit it from behind the picket sign 

Switch the design and reposition the shine 

Subdue what they knew thrown askew 

Cut through with the focus of a "fuck you" 

Frozen moments grown up made work 

Open up the doorway, sewn up, pay dirt 

Everybody wants to party 

Full belly still suckin on the parsley 

Star sleeps between the hard sheets 

You only parked on the street to hear the cars beep 

Pan left, pan right, damn right the econoline 

Weaves through the landmines 

Continues until I leave mankind 

Can't find control of the wheels on the van like BAM 

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We land on your plate like a housefly 

Just another face from the south side 

The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small fry 

While I try not to make this doll cry 

What you call "fly"? what you call "fresh" 

Multi-bulls-eye-sex-and-checks-and-death 

I guess I'm best left for dead in a breath 

That was never impressed by what's possessed 

Girlfriend I need your help 

Cause the head on my shoulders won't fuck itself 

And homeboy, I need you as well, cause I gotta live 

And I got a little bridge to sell 

Gonna build a home out of syllables 

Gonna be alone when the whistle blows 

Cut the embyllical on the cymbals 

The break'll shake your silicone when you feel it go BAM! 

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(and when they started to scream, I thought 

of Mike G singin "Everything good aint as good as it seems" 

get ripped like flash) 

BAM! 

WE land on tour tongue like words 

Didn't understand they were sung by birds 

The sunlight burnt to disturb the earth 

When the gun-fight burst occured. it goes BAM! 

WE land in your gut like hungar 

Sunk your ship while you slept in the bunker 

The thunder don't stop the slumber, plug in the sub 

Turn it up, let the drummer go BAM! 

We land on your head like rain drops 

With a chainsaw laced in napalm 

Weight loss, pill pop, chaos 

Thank god the best plays are made when the game stops BAM! 

And if I gotta die, I got faith the decision was made 

That I was outta line BAM! 

And if I gotta die, I'ma smile from the pile 

'Cause I wasn't on the bottom, I'm a man 

With a child and a voice and a lovelife 

If I get a choice then I hope I go just like BAM!