[Intro: Arthur Brown & Mac Miller]
Why is it that we creep?
Why is it that we seek?
And seek and do not find?
Or finding to not know? (My own Clockwork gettin' married)
(Mommy, mommy, mommy)
Yeah, um, okay
[Verse: Mac Miller]
That girl beautiful, she don't know she beautiful
She be tryin' change herself, she was into musicals
Now it's too much, she don't know herself too much
Told her that it's paintin', like water, it flow through us
We thought we grew up, grew up, I seen her then
I guess the present just the past when you seen that
And her pain turn to pleasure whenever we pretend
Shе uptight, she need to vent, fuck right
Ooh, girl, I got that mind control
Ah, I pull shorty at the vinyl storе
She a Christian, she ain't never read the Bible though
Always wanted to play the xylophone
She love music (She don't love mine)
She love music (She don't love mine)
Yeah, um, she'll probably meet me at the end of the road
She love the journey, she just don't got time
[Outro: DJ Clockwork]
If you really wanna party with me (Like Clockwork, like Clockwork)
If you really wanna party with me (Like Clockwork, like Clockwork)
If you really wanna party with me (Like Clockwork, like Clockwork)
If you really wanna party with me (Like Clockwork)
If you really wanna party with me
If you really wanna party with me (Like Clockwork, like Clockwork, like Clockwork, like Clockwork, like Clockwork)