Bigfoot

Creations, step up, stomp with the Bigfoot

Mm, yo-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo-yo

Yo-yo, yo, yo, yo, ah

We got broken hearts, we're from number-nine two

We got love, all while and it's true

Uh, yeah

The colored-stage, rage-covering from the gun

Number-to-number fades made confrontin' outta cumbersome

Lips lift water in bottle on up to them

Front row the only row, the show sold nothin'

Then second thoughts spell intimacy as a plus

Plus, energy conducts, if I truly put my all in

The responsibility feels just like a callin'

The rest of the crowd must be stallin' before they fall in

Or maybe this all them and there's no more autumn

Try not to worry 'bout the walkings and focus on the waltzin'

If the King of New York actually enters, that'd be awesome

But it's better not to get lost inside in a song talking

Or out of songs thoughts that I have

Or second-guessing actions up on stage, in case they laugh

These are the times that I wish I had a mask like I'm Daft

Waiting on my break with no signatures on my cast-cast-cast

You don' know (You don' know)

Concert creations step 'em by one, two

You don' know (You don' know)

Concert creations step 'em by one, two

Uh, yeah, uh

What does a break take? When does it take place?

Often in space and time, important to have a portion

Is it a safe space to make mates all at once or in installments?

Is it a base rate? Devalue their involvement, is it evolving?

Is there a standard to differentiate between the offerings?

Or am I just church steps to an orphan and I take whatever they tossin'?

Or be more like Andre Dawson when they obfuscate the losses?

Gloss over the cautions

Overlook the awful and emphasize the gains and they underplay the pa-a-a-a-ain

But I never signed up to be a lawyer

I just came to spread the joy of when you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing

But that'd be the same thing that'd destroy ya if you don't look over like a voyeur

With extra OCD and paranoia, every single piece and part

A piece for hearts to rest, a rest in peace to art

And normally, these things that you would keep inside your head

(But you realized you were singin' this instead)

You don' know (You don' know)

Concert creations step 'em by one, two

You don' know (You don' know)

Concert creations step 'em by one, two

And for the encore, on towards entourage

On tour, award show, wardrobe, war for more

Attention, mortal toro of the tourist, taunting forces too enormous

For a single portrait to successfully record it

Dun, dun-dun

Dun, dun-dun

Dun, dun-dun

And for the encore, on towards entourage

On tour, award show, wardrobe, war for more

Attention, mortal toro of the tourist, taunting forces too enormous

For a single portrait to successfully record it

Dun, dun-dun, we could be more supportive

Dun, dun-dun, if I speak, don't think it's chorus

Dun, dun-dun, bet you hooked just like a chorus

Dun, dun-dun, dun