It Goes-Atmosphere

How did he end up in my city?"I'm the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestleI'm the main ingredient from yesterday's specialClose the hole and push that levelI'll chop the head off the devil and I'll throw it at youAnd I'll be damned if I ever climb another treeFrom here on, the squirrels and birds can come to meFrom sun to sun and from sea to sea(Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make love?)Now all the leaders in the place, throw your hands in the airAll the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the airAll the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the airAnybody we forgot, you can stand there and stareYeah, you remember, tracksmart (?), off to a bad startThe way I used to carry got buried in the backyardCaught between a scotch and a cinnamon Pop-TartThe bell doesn't work, foo, you better knock hardLine by line, I'm doing fineIdeas on my mind for my timeHail when my kind does leave behindThey'll find that I was the one that died tryingI would never trade the way I am for the way I'm notMy crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lotAnd my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world'Cause he's still too young to fall in love with girlsIt goes: ola ola olaaaYeah, you're listening to the cool sounds of AtmosphereOla ola olaaaFrom Minneapolis, MinnesotaOla ola olaaaGivin' a shout-out to the whole worldOla ola olaaaAnd we'd like to tell all of y'all, it goes:Ola ola olaaaTo y'allOla ola olaaaTo usOla ola olaaNow band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, *******'s like that andIt's like that andIt's like this andIt's like this and [2x]It goes: ola ola olaaOla ola olaaa [3x]It goes... [SLUG]Now, when you come to apply for a job