LISTEN

[Intro]
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen

[Verse 1]
Why ya' ears so big?
All the better to hear you with
(H-hear you, hear you with)
I can hear e-everything
I can hear all the way from here to Adelaide
I can hear your shit cars
Comin' round the corner real fast
Couldn't care who ya are
Mad dog (woof)
Speed cameras, they flash
And if you crash you crash
Whatever, you can bloody do what you like
Don't be a shit bloke, be a, be a nice guy
Can hear a coin drop in the next suburb
Can hеar a psycho on the bus mumbling their words
I can hear way too many things somеtimes
I can hear way too many things sometimes
Why ya' ears so big?
All the better to hear you with fella
G-get the best reception, just a human antenna
I can hear everything you say
I can hear everything you say
Don't mind me, just listening to your life
Anything you spit out, it could be worth a dime
Commit crime (All the time, every day)
Crime, commit crime, crime
I just wanna be in the backseat of yo' car
Just wanna be in the backseat of yo' car
I just wanna be in the backseat of yo' car
Intoxicated, shit-faced
Why won't everybody just everybody just (Shut the fuck-)
Dance, dance, dance, wit' it, uh, uh
Shake your, uh, shake your, uh, uh, uh, uhuh
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Don't need an explanation
Move ya' hands
Pull down your pants
Try not to use big words so everything makes sense
I just, I just, I just, I just
Don't want to download your app, nonsense
Every pussy has a conscious
That guy looks like he wants to punch us
And if he wants to do that, then I'ma do a runner
Run ya', run ya', run ya' outta town (Run ya' till your legs fall off)
Work so hard, make you wanna call your life off
Splatter on the windshield, wipe off
In the future all our brains will be iPods
Take some time, bounce around in your brain for a bit
Bounce, bounce, dance, make it rain n' shit
At the end of the day I guess, I'm the king of my own castle, hey

[Bridge]
Fuck off the count for a minute
We're the bad boys, put our backs into workin' it
Fuck off the count for a minute
We're the bad boys, put our backs into workin' it

[Verse 3]
Drive real fast to this song
Please don't crash, put your seatbelt on
A lot of dumb dudes with phones in their hands
Might have to crash the whip before they fully understand
Are yah listening? Well you must be
Or you are too good to bump me
Are yah listening? Well you must be (Yah must be)