Mr. Piano man, entertain us till we bought
Mr. Piano man, i don't got no friends no more
It's just a camera man
All I know is can never get this back again, back again
I said, Mr.Piano man

Play for us, sing the one that you made for us
Play the song from that one album that sound like Green Day
Course I pay for it, 100 bucks in the back of blow here, stay loaded
Y'all wanna hear those songs out there recorded, right?

So he takes a seat, crack his knuckles, doesn't speak
Lifts the covers, hit the keys, Stevie Wonder in his jeans
But he feels trouble, cuz it seems
That even has a star on every level
In a real world Pinnochio's just a puppet to Gepetto, damn
Still he plays, he just has a soul behind his tinted shades
Never shaves
Suit and turn Rico Vodka and Minute Maid
And one minute he sang into a crowd
And the next thing he looks up, no one around
It's just the sound of

The Piano man, entertain us till we bought
Mr. Piano man, i don't got no friends no more
It's just a camera man
All I know is can never get this back again, back again
I said, Mr.Piano man
Get you anything like that you could only ever fathom, man
You're a rolling stone, ain't got time for a family, man
On the road to crash and burn, Princess Diana, man
What the fuck happened, man?

Shit, I don't know
But on the road they asking for the same song every single show
This he knows
So he bows his head and then plays every note
They just want Piano Man
They act like he don't have a soul
Taking pictures with them, they don't even care to say "hello"
So alone
So he roams back to the place that he calls his home
They don't know, he's been gone
They just ask to hear a song

You can't see my tears in the rains
What he's sang to his 4 year old on a swing
She'll acknowledge, crack a smile
Now she's flawless, her eyes twinkles his waters
Cause she don't even know this man is her Father, damn
And one minute he's singing to his child
And the next thing you know it's back to the crowd
To play it sound it up

Alright, am I wrong for bein' lost?
The pressures of bein’ boss exhausted every bone in my body
I can't walk, I don't talk, I scream, I don’t stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that I can't go to sleep
Ironic, I know, so I need more chronic to roll
Figuring out what's more important, the product or my soul
I'm cold, I'm low, I'm caught between the roads
One of them is for show, but the other got the glow
Is it yes? Is it no? Do I stay? Do I go?
Do I remain the same? I've become what they haven't before
Am I crazy? Am I genius? Am I blind?
Can you see it or am I misunderstood?
I feel so misunderstood, ah

Bring those kick in. Yeah

I woke up sweatin', woke up tryna forget I'm in a mansion
'Cause fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family
Who'd always understand me
Got offended 'cause he jealous
We supposed to be at the GRAMMYs
I'm askin', when did pride and passion
Get mistaken for handouts and ass-kissin'?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks Fifth
Took it from underground to massive and the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped, they gettin' they ass kicked
Why don't my haters mention that shit now?
Am I crazy? Am I genius? Am I blind?
Can you see it or am I misunderstood?
I feel so misunderstood, ah

Mistake
"Да, это напоминает лето, когда ты разбила моё сердце
Потому я жму рестарт
И начинаю заново..."

Sad Again (отрывок про отца)
"...Теперь ты покидаешь меня навечно
Прошу, прости меня
И снова мне грустно..."

See I've been searchin' for somethin' out there
When is it comin'? Tell me
What to tell myself
When I drink so much that it hurts my health
'Cause I stay up way too late
And I owe a million favors
I can't overstress myself

Слушай, я постоянно ищу чего-то
Когда это произойдёт? Скажи
Что мне сказать
Когда я так напиваюсь, и что вредно для здоровья
Ведь я не ложусь спать допоздна
И я погряз в долгах
Я не могу перенапрягаться

So I wrote it down to express myself
I'm lookin' in the mirror tryna find
Peace of mind in a piece of my
Inspiration back from the beginning
Life's a movie, I can't make revisions
Ate an eighth of shrooms and started trippin'
Had some visions that were nonexistent

Поэтому я написал это, чтобы самовыразиться
Я смотрю в зеркало, пытаясь найти
Спокойствие хотя бы в частичке
Своего вдохновения в начале пути
Жизнь - фильм без перемотки
Съел унцию грибов и улетел в трип
Словил несколько видений

I think I just left the solar system
Doesn't matter, I still kept the rhythm
Diamonds still gon' light up like a prism
That's from years of grindin' independent
What was at the bottom now has risen
If this isn't Heaven then what is it?
Always real but never realistic
Want the world but nothin' in specific
Don't need shootin' stars to grant my wishes
I'm a superstar, let's go and get it

Думаю, я покинул Солнечную систему
И это неважно, я нахожусь в ритме
Бриллианты продолжат сиять, словно призма
Ведь много лет я вкалывал сам на себя
И кто был на дне, теперь поднялся
Если это не Рай, то что?
Я всегда трушный, но никогда не реалистичен
Мне нужен весь мир, но ничего конкретно
Не нужны падающие звёзды, что исполнят мои желания
Я суперзвезда, так начнём и возьмёмся за дело

Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the sky-y-y-y-y-y-y

Я целую небеса-а-а-а-а-а, небеса
Я целую небеса-а-а-а-а-а, небеса
Я целую небеса-а-а-а-а-а, небеса
Я целую небеса-а-а-а-а-а...