[bad word]  Mieka Pauley
 
 When the sun sets on the city
 
 it's something to behold
 
 Cause when the sun sets on the city
 
 everything turns gold
 
 for now you're young and pretty
 
 and you'll be lovely when you're old
 
 Cause when the sun sets on the city
 
 everything turns gold
 
 Verse 1- Watsky
 
 The frog in my throat was the size of a mutt
 
 The fat toad ate the butterflies in my gut
 
 the dog in me knows that it's a [bad word] in dark black
 
 so i spit the frog out and i took my bark back
 
 Till that i'd been afraid of night
 
 my cradle never stayed in sight
 
 it might have all abated if i played it right
 
 i hated trynna find and face a place i didn't dare go
 
 diving with the worms and liking looking like a scarecrow
 
 do a mellow jig instead of tripping off a dollar
 
 i'll just skip the yellow brick with wicker sticking out my collar
 
 it's all or nothing i'll be cultured when i'm older
 
 [bad word] a parrot, i don't care i'll feed the vulture on my shoulder
 
 (polly want a collarbone?)
 
 try the lake for fish
 
 or just say yes to yesterday break it and make a wish
 
 i ate dirt as a baby, i did it for the flavor
 
 in a couple years i'll let the dirt return the favor
 
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 Verse 2- Gift of Gab
 
 Yeah
 
 I used to consider the riches and the props
 
 And the houses and the fame and the fortune, everything
 
 Seems when you get here, there seems more desirable
 
 All that old fear (?) doesn't leave, it's inside of you
 
 Everything material, it passes like the night'll do
 
 Into day
 
 Came and went away
 
 Nothing penetrates the void that illustrates the noise
 
 Mental states annoyed with a attitude of zero gratitude that may destroy George Watsky - Everything Turns Gold - [bad word]  [bad word] george-watsky/everything-turns-gold-lyrics.html
 
 Beneath the lies is [bad word] though
 
 You seek and find the proof
 
 Only place to be is here
 
 Dig in, peep it how the roots grow
 
 From out of nowhere into nothingness and back
 
 Constantly expresses everything and everyone
 
 And acting as a thread
 
 Arm Leg Leg Arm Head
 
 Karma that you spread
 
 May be relived again after you live again after you're dead
 
 Until you merge into the blissful field of mighty power
 
 But time is an illusion, all of it's within you now
 
 Bridge- Watsky
 
 The sun is going down
 
 drink another round
 
 play until you fold
 
 paint the city gold
 
 remember what you've heard
 
 don't say another word
 
 until you shake your bottle up and spray a little on the curb
 
 remember what you own
 
 take the sunset home
 
 if no one's out right now,
 
 i hope you know you're not alone
 
 try to find some nights
 
 to watch the shining lights
 
 park see the city sparkle out on diamond heights
 
 all those attractive glass spires
 
 that we love to stack higher
 
 I'm starting grass fires
 
 when my car backfires after four flat tires
 
 rolling off road to avoid the bad drivers
 
 [bad word] back home and I climb the walls into the sky on tall risers
 
 to make it all brighter
 
 blaze your lighters up
 
 raise your cider cup
 
 and let's pull an all-nighter
 
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