ATMOSPHERE LYRICS - Musical Chairs

"Musical Chairs"



Do you wanna play?

Well you don't have a choice

Stand up alive

Cause the music hasn't died yet

[Repeat 3X]



Suzy was a psycho, but she looked good

Little ball of fire, light it up and cook wood

She knew the power of what she had to offer

Pieces of a puzzle, personality, and posture

When it's probably done, it seems spun

As long as you're not the one the bee stung

Bar fly looking for a fall guy

Taking on all types

From big baller to the small fry

Get what you want out of life

But every night now the same thought arise (man, you got a light?)

Still as lonely as the number one

Cause you only love someone

So you have someone to run from

Run, run, put your back into it Sue

Always wondered what it would be like to try to rap to you

We gotta show Suzy love

Ain't no way that anybody's gonna stop before the music does



[Chorus 4X]



Bobby was a genius, and he would prove it

His favorite move is to make you look stupid

He knows the answer, nobody puts their hands up

When he starts talking everybody (shut up)

Bobby didn't have friends, not real ones

Just a bunch of like-minded self righteous pilgrims

And they all treated Bob like the big cheese

Knowing damn well they all thought he was a "bitch please"

Blows his own horn, slaps his own bass

While everybody waits for him to fall on his face

And while he's down, someone will take his place

If the suit isn't trump even seven beats an ace

Look at Bobby, he doesn't even know that

You're supposed to set a new one after you achieve a goal

Accomplishments are just excuses to talk and spit

When you music stops, who will have a spot to sit?



[Chorus 4X]



Bring me the head of whoever said "play fair"

I want to sit in my chair and wear a blank stare

Fuck being king of the hill

When the music dies you'll be the first one the villagers kill

Walk in circles, dizzy up the movement

Talk in circles, the underground's polluted

Lots of circles, you wonderin' where you fit

Stop the circles!



(Over beat boxing)

Oh Oh Oh yea, Oh Oh Oh yea

Well you don't have a choice

Oh Oh Oh yea

Stand up alive

Oh Oh Oh yea

Well you don't have a choice

Stand up...



[Chorus 4X]