Going Down Lyrics - Watsky

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

On you 

I'm breathing deep then I leap in 

I'm going under 

Like eating that V's the key to how we can beat global hunger 

Achieve total peace on earth 

I'm a freak, I'm a local wonder 

More lung capacity than Freddie Mercury vocal numbers 

I plunder the briny deep 

A spelunker plunging in, hunkering down in between those puffy pink walls 

Like a fallout bunker 

And if I never emerge to the surface don't gimme shit 

In twenty years I'm back like Kimmy Schmidt (wassup) 

Hold up, wait (Hold up, wait) 

Cause I really gotta set one thing straight 

I'm not chowing on the chocha so that you'll reciprocate 

I just go in (go in) 

No strings (no strings) 

Tastes great (tastes great) 

Fun times (vitamins!) 

I got a wand tongue 

I'm doing sorcery 

If you don't want none 

Well that's just more for me 

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I'm going down 

I'm going down 

On you 

I'm going down on you like I like it but bruh I'm lyin' 

Cause I don't like it, I love it that shit's my valentine 

One tiny warning—I'm dining on your gourmet form until the morning 

Performing like it'll stop global warming 

My palate has got no equal 

Talent could vanquish evil 

And maybe make Rick Moranis be in the Ghostbusters sequel 

One taste and I'm wailing "god bless!" (god bless!) 

Until you quiver I will not rest (not rest) 

Licking repeatedly like your beaver's a square reader 

And my tongue is a VISA debit card that failed to process 

It's like the Miracle Worker and I'm blind and I'm deaf and dumb 

Plus each inch of my body's numb except for the tip of my tongue 

And each Wikipedia topic's printed in microscopic raised ink on your clit 

So the single option I got to know something about this wonderful globe that 

We come from so locate your swollen bean and then probe the folds of it 

Fiendishly til you cum about infinity times 

And baby that isn't a crime 

Photos 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

On you 

Given our planet's gender ratio 

It'd be a mockery glossing over fellatio (there he go) 

Meaning that really fucking quick 

I gotta touch on sucking dick 

Many guys visualize giving BJs and say "eww" 

But can we just please give smoking pole a calm objective view? 

I'm pretty straight, but I'll state: sexuality's an arc 

Maybe I can suck a flashlight so my soul will not be dark 

Why couldn't I get sexual with a man at all? 

At thirteen I was in my bedroom fucking stuffed animals 

If I can bang an inanimate object can't I jam the crotch of a man in my jaw and softly massage it? 

Fellas vomit like "what if the sausage is smelling hella funky?" 

Don't you wash your fucking junk, B? 

Of course I wouldn't devour icky salami 

But that goes the same for encountering stinky punani 

So in this scenario where I brush my teeth with a penis 

Let's assume that the penis we're dealing with sparkles the cleanest of all 

Penis penis on the wall 

With those well proportioned balls 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

I'm going down 

Down, down, down 

I'm going down 

So let's say you're okay with your lips around a cock 

But you still can't wrap your mind around the final moneyshot 

Don't give up! If the nut is what truly makes it foul 

Then just get him close to busting and hand him a paper towel 

Yup! No gravy on your chin! 

Yup! Everybody wins! 

Yup! Squirrel to an acorn 

Dudes like to look at dicks in their straight porn 

Put your hands up if you got hangups 

Put your hands up if you got hangups 

If I could get with it I'd have a wider ocean I'm fishing in 

But I'm inhibited by my social conditioning 

So where my head's at present the odds are gloomy 

That I would agree to feast on a D that's presented to me 

But I'm not officially ruling out 

That at some point in my life I'll have a dingaling in my mouth