Jason Mraz - The dynamo of volition - live on earth version lyrics

I've got the dynamo of volition The po-pole position Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions I'm a brand new addition to the old edition With the love unconditional Then I'm a drama abolitionist Damn no opposition to my proposition Half of a man, half magician Half a politician, holding the mic Like ammunition, and my vision Is as simple as light Ain't no reason we should be in a fight No demolition, get to vote To get to say what you like Procreation, composition Heck is for the people not believin' in gosh Good Job Get 'em up way high Can you gimme that high five? Good time Get 'em way down low And gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intentions I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling? I guess the whole point of it all is That we never know really I'm tryin' to keep with the Joneses While waiting for guns and the roses To finish what we all suppose is gonna be The ship Oh, fist knock bumping and wrist lock Twisting up a rRzla Kid Icarus on the transistor Nintendo been givin' me the blister Bend over take it in the kisser My best friends a-hitting on my sister Try to tell them that they still a wisher Cuz she already got herself a mister And besides that's gross to want to dis her D-d-didn't I say that sh**'s so silly? Good Job Get 'em up way high Can you gimme that high five? Good time Get 'em way down low And gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good versus evil I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress I do not eat unless it's fixed with Some kind of sweet like a licorice My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin' on existence I'm holdin' in the heat like a fishstick My phone it beeps because I missed it I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling Making no sense of it all Say, can I get a witness? I'm only a boy in a story Just a hallucinatory Trippin' on nothing there is Living in the wilderness With a tiger spot on my back Living life of a cat I just wanna relax here And write another rap tune Driving off on a blind man's bike I can say just what you like Oh nothing can stop you Can't stop you, can't stop you, can't stop you Good job Get 'em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good times Get 'em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring 'em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You're the best definition of good intentions