Ringo

[Verse 1]

I think I'm still drunk from last night

I woke up in a lawn chair

I feel faint like an old ass flashlight

I don't remember how I got there

Waiting at the train stop, hoping that the rain stop

The pain throbs at the front of the skull

I should have took the day off, looking for a pay off

The brainwash is insufferable

I'm on purpose, coffee in a thermos

Squint like Clint tryna spot me in the cursive

Missing persons, lost in your costumes

Blood, moon and a boombox full of volume

If I had the authority I would probably

Make everybody throw their hands in the sky

And everything I said in this song would be classified

And all of y'all would be captured alive

[Hook]

I mighta showed up when the party start

I mighta  got high with your bodyguard

I mighta  passed out at the airport bar

Everybody wanna see a falling star

I mighta  thrown up in a rental car

I mighta  woke up in a reservoir

I mighta  got robbed at Mardi Gras

Everybody wanna see a falling star [x5]

[Verse 2]

Once upon a time in the next few days

I gotta wake up and get out of the shade

I might put on a beat down pair of Chucks

My old swimming trunks and AmirSaysNothing in my earbuds

Just me and my beer gut

I absorb it before I get deported back to orbit

Over the winter I remain indoors

I want the summer in my city to feel like a rain forest

And you know we should skinny dip

In the middle of the Mississip

Do a couple of spins and shit, synchronicity flips

A three-sixty finish, Twin Cities bitch

And I don't care 'bout what y'all think

Dressed up like a cop, stuck up the bank

The police came in some Russian tanks

And I'm in jail with nothing to drink

[Hook]

I mighta showed up when the party start

I mighta  got high with your bodyguard

I mighta  passed out at the airport bar

Everybody wanna see a falling star

I mighta  thrown up in a rental car

I mighta  woke up in a reservoir

I mighta  got robbed at Mardi Gras

Everybody wanna see a falling star [x5]

[Verse 3]

I want a snack machine on the party bus

Your flag is green, in God we trust

You were born in sin, we were born in debt

I guess this is about as feel-good as it gets

I want Wonder Bread wrapped in rubber bands

It's not too much to understand

I wanna color the world but only got one crayon

Reach for the sky, try to touch my hand

[Hook]

I mighta showed up when the party start

I mighta  got high with your bodyguard

I mighta  passed out at the airport bar

Everybody wanna see a falling star

I mighta  thrown up in a rental car

I mighta  woke up in a reservoir

I mighta  got robbed at Mardi Gras

Everybody wanna see a falling star

Everybody wanna see a falling star

Everybody wanna see a falling star

Everybody wanna see a falling star

Everybody wanna see a falling star