I Play the Drums
I'm not the best
But I'm not the worst either
You unimpressed
Just like my music teacher
I play the drums
Like I don't need anything else
If you got questions
Just keep them to yourself, you know?
I'm so proud of the fact that
I knew of you way back
And now you're in a magazine
Now I know what it feels like to sit under bright lights
The girls shake, shake like a tambourine
I play the drums that
Bounce the bums that
Empty your lungs and
Make you come back
I play the drums that
Bounce the bums that
Empty your lungs and
Make you come back
Oh, it feel so real)
(It sounds so good)
Oh, it feel so real)
(It sounds so good)
You say I can't do what you do
Even if I wanted to
You talk a lot but
I've never heard what you do
I'm staring at all new faces
This beat is crispy like old newspapers
And I'm still proud of the fact that
I knew of you way back
And now you're in a magazine
Now I know what it feels like to sit under bright lights
The girls shake, shake like a tambourine
I play the drums that
Bounce the bums that
Empty your lungs and
Make you come back
I play the drums that
Bounce the bums that
Empty your lungs and
Make you come back
(Oh, it feels so real)
(It sounds so good)
(Oh, it feels so real)
(It sounds so good)
Each hour
Every moment of the day
When I'm in the shower
Or driving on the highway
I am dreaming of hitting you
Just the way that you want me to
Each hour
Every moment of the day
When I'm in the shower
Or driving on the highway
I am dreaming of hitting you
Just the way that you want me to
I play the drums that
Bounce the bums that
Empty your lungs and
Make you come back
