OK Songtext
von Beastie Boys
OK Songtext
Ok
You talk and talk and you just can′t stop
But when it comes to mine, it's crock
What you say is lackluster
Plus it seems you′re trying to pull a filibuster
Yeah, right, yeah, ok
Tell me somethin' new to start with thee
Said "See you later, when you coming home?" when you comin' home?
It′s a gift, it′s a curse, it's the telephone
Now let′s start over with a nice clean slate
Please stop stressin' with the hurry-up wait
Heard you the first time, that sounds great
But back up out my space, ok?
(Yeah yeah, right, right) ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Wrapped in pink ribbon, so pretty
My name′s Mike D from New York City
I guess it's all in the mind
What I leave behind
Thought you′d be smooth like a nice Nutter Butter
But I start to cringe, every word that you utter
Yes, you said you are a big deal
But, money, calm down, for real
Got to control my mind
Get to slow down, rewind
What, is goin' on in my head?
Why's the sky gone red?
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why′s the sky gone red?)
(What is goin' on in my head?)
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?)
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?)
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?)
(What is goin' on in my head?
Now, I don′t give a fuck who the hell you are
Please stop shoutin′ in your cellular
I never asked you for part of your day
So please stop shoutin' in your phone, ok
You lie like a plainclothes cop
Take a minute, take a look, and take stock
Take a minute, get your mind unlocked
Get open and I′ll throw you the rock
What's goin′ on in my head?
And why has the sky gone all red?
Be kind, rewind
At least tell me what it is I did
Or just say what should I say
Hmm, ok
(Yeah yeah, right, right) ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
You talk and talk and you just can′t stop
But when it comes to mine, it's crock
What you say is lackluster
Plus it seems you′re trying to pull a filibuster
Yeah, right, yeah, ok
Tell me somethin' new to start with thee
Said "See you later, when you coming home?" when you comin' home?
It′s a gift, it′s a curse, it's the telephone
Now let′s start over with a nice clean slate
Please stop stressin' with the hurry-up wait
Heard you the first time, that sounds great
But back up out my space, ok?
(Yeah yeah, right, right) ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Wrapped in pink ribbon, so pretty
My name′s Mike D from New York City
I guess it's all in the mind
What I leave behind
Thought you′d be smooth like a nice Nutter Butter
But I start to cringe, every word that you utter
Yes, you said you are a big deal
But, money, calm down, for real
Got to control my mind
Get to slow down, rewind
What, is goin' on in my head?
Why's the sky gone red?
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why′s the sky gone red?)
(What is goin' on in my head?)
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?)
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?)
(What is goin′ on in my head? Why's the sky gone red?)
(What is goin' on in my head?
Now, I don′t give a fuck who the hell you are
Please stop shoutin′ in your cellular
I never asked you for part of your day
So please stop shoutin' in your phone, ok
You lie like a plainclothes cop
Take a minute, take a look, and take stock
Take a minute, get your mind unlocked
Get open and I′ll throw you the rock
What's goin′ on in my head?
And why has the sky gone all red?
Be kind, rewind
At least tell me what it is I did
Or just say what should I say
Hmm, ok
(Yeah yeah, right, right) ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Ok
Writer(s): Michael Louis Diamond, Adam Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com