Watsky - Show Goes On Mini-Mix lyrics

I don't really give a damn about a pot of gold At the end of the rainbow if it's being on a billboard From the moment I saw Chali 2na Rocking under the multi-colored lighting in concert at the Fillmore I'd k** for punks and b-girls Never gonna matter I'll be spitting like a water cannon Making waves I'm an orca, I recommend a parka You'll be feeling like you're in the front row at Sea World Gonna hike it till I make it, it's a good call Taking the mic and I spike it like a football Like a running back Like I'm under the gun but I'm never gonna crack Never could fall It's like I'm Arnold I'm Skinny but I'm picking up a barbell fine Gonna make it putting my pen to the paper poppin' out a novel in a minute Like I'm R.L. Stine Gotta try because I got a fool's chance Grab the mic up at a middle school dance Take it from the DJ and I rap until they plug up Out on me to stop it or until I get pantsed f** it, they can pull the plug I'm gonna kick it acapella Dockers at my ankles, and I tell em what I'm feeling Even if nobody is listening I yell it to the ceiling And I celebrate the fact that I'm alive and I'm breathing