NOTHING LIKE THE LAST TIME Songtext
von Watsky

You know what time it is
Watsky, Watsky (Watsky, Watsky)
(Watsky)

(Hello, hello, hello)
Oh-hi, pretty people, have you had enough? (no!)
(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)
One more time, can our family go and fuck it up? (go!)
Welcome to the family (goodbye)
Welcome to the family (goodbye)

Ah-ah, how ′bout we party 'til four
Then you get the fuck out the door? (Hey, hey)
Can I be happy?
Wake up in the morning and my phone grabs me
So many people suffering (suffering)
But every day I′m hustling (husling) for the bag (the bag)

My ID card says I'm from the Bay and I gig so hard (so hard)
That my heart falls out my ass
But on my face, I wear the mask


Can I let my ego shout?
You might be surprised how a kid turns out
When a crippling terror of rejection gets a redirection
Wanna find out? Go and fuck around
You still got no understanding of me?
You thought I wouldn't stick the landing? Please
Just when you realize I′m the fuckin′ truth
I shut my magician case and then go poof

Tried counting 'em up
I played a hundred thousand gigs
In coffee shops for college kids
We rocked eight hundred thousand plus
Me and my friends in the bus
But there′s so many more
I'll never count to know the score
Let′s say nine-hundred-ninety-nine
'Cause that sounds fine

I wish I could believe in fate
A master plan to set us straight
But when you find your life is lacking all design, supply your own
I know I′m a jack short of a full flush
I got a grand court, they made the song crush
So let the world hear it
This one is for the people who raised me up
There's nothing left we can prove, 'cause-


All you can do is-
All you can do is-
All you can do is-, all you can do is-
All you can do is all you can do