Sangtekst: Lostprophets. Seasons.

Yeah, yeah, Lostprophets y'all, and you know this

We see
It's something you don't need
Whack style will never be our style cause me and the hard rock will always be buck wild
Shaking your booty on the dance floor has always been my forte
Like a smooth groove, bust in the tape, play
Run it back, Chico fuck it up some more
Come and get it when I stop and the beats are on
All year round
You don't give it up to the and the clowns
I'm the equator
Sooner or later
Check like a cho-cho, coming like a cho-cho, and it's on
Back to

Sick of all the clouds in the sky, I wanna see some sun
Long in the morning yeah more
I'm wanna make yah feel funky for you
Long winter, bad summer (that's all I)
Seem to get by me act free
You'll never be like me

Boom like a blast from my shotgun
Cause I never had one, I never really wanted one
Not that I couldn't use it sometimes yah know
Could of used for the punks that need the peep show
I saw a pretty horse seems nasty

The days when the rain run through
Circle the clouds, wanna see some sun
Getting crazy on the beach, need to have some fun with my crew and you, if you want to
Cause everyone divided, the music, required
The beats rock the block, with the sound of hip-hop

So sick of all the clouds in the sky, I wanna see some sun
Sick of all the rain today
Yeah more there's only one more
I'm wanna make yah feel funky for you
Long winter, bad summer (that's all I)
Seem to get by me

It's about that time y'all, bring the bass in
Boom
Yeah

Long winter, bad summer (that's all I)
Seem to get by me