All You Can Do Lyrics - All You Can Do - Watsky

Happy's not a faucet that'll flow when a handle is turned 

I wanna handle my shit, but it hasn't occurred 

I need the stamina, keep on like my grandmama 

When I'm not on camera I gotta be a man of my word 

And be a greater guy, not some thin-as-paper guy 

Like the times that Georgie Porgie kissed the girl 

And made her cry, saying, see ya later, bye 

Shit I say is pretty strange 

Coming back for Christmas and we bitch on how the city changed 

Fuck it, man, we're changing too, look at what we going through 

Mama used to buy me shirts she said that I would grow into 

But it's draping on me like an apron or a cape, a great tsunami wave of cotton that I'm caught in that she bought at Ross—I know the cost of it was probably awesome but my style is sorta sloppy 

I'll fit it when I blossom like a California Poppy 

The tears are freezing on my cheek in Boston out in Copley 

And I don't really know why, no I don't really know why 

All you can do, is 

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So pour that liquor out. I never chickened out 

But if got to make a second pick I'd take a different route 

But a grip of my decisions pretty Mickey Mouse 

I tried to join the 27 Club, they kicked me out 

It was like I'm limping into heaven while my dick is out 

And there's Amy Winehouse sitting on a cloud and drinking stout 

But she spits it out the moment I come gliding in 

She's all like, "come on Joplin, who the fuck invited him?! 

Hide all of the Heinekens!" No, they don't know my name 

My heart is low-key broken so I'm taking Novocain 

And Jimmy Morrison (the Doors), and Brian Jones, you know, the Stones 

Are joking, toking on a roach playing poker game 

I know that I'm a bastard. The walls are alabaster 

Jimi plays his Stratocaster jamming out with Kurt Cobain 

They're playing Purple Rain, or maybe Purple Haze 

And Kurt says, "How the fuck they let this jerk in with his hurtful ways?" 

I try to jump and spread my wings like I'm a bird of prey 

But I hit the earth and break a mothafucka's vertebrate (hey) 

I guess I'm fucking up the blueprint for success 

Woke up in the hospital with Jimi's bootprints on my chest 

This recklessness, no common senses 

I Kamikaze, there's consequences 

I don't condone it, but I did it, I'ma own it 

I've been living for the moment gotta go (go!) 

Cause 

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