If I can't bring you to my house I'll bring my house to you So come on hitch your wagon Water and electric and a place to drain the septic Any KOA is A-OK as long as I'm with you To the living room I'm draggin' It don't matter where we go We'll never be

I've been seeing angels In my living room That have walked the sun And have slept on the moon Covered in the fragrance Of their own perfume Telling me the stories Stories coming true

Fuck bitches, get money, fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money You want to sip Mo' on my living room flo' Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo Pick up my phone say, "Poppa not home" Sex all night, mad head in the morn' Spin my

Orbiting your living room, Cashing in the bill of rights This is Radio Clash can we get that world to listen? Interrupting all programs This is radio clash from pirate satellite Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights This is radio clash on

Can't nobody do your body like my body I'm sorry, your mama know what it is I'll write your name on the living room wall There she go looking like my future baby mama I'm about to give her all of her grandkids Singin' there she go looking like my future

I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Somebody must have heard me when I prayed 'Cause I’m paid cash money Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright She moves in mysterious ways Johnny take a walk With your sister the moon Let her pale light in To fill up your room You've been living underground Eating from a can

Only fools do what I do, only fools fall Only fools fall for you, only fools (Only fools) I see swimming pools and living rooms and aeroplanes I see a little house on the hill and children's names But everything is shattering and it's my mistake Only