Stop Complaining (Morcheeba/Capricorn II Remix)

歌詞

Stop complaining Stop complaining Now how many songs do you figure that I've written? Since I originally started, makin' records in this business Back beginnin' in college and it's been a menace since then But the principal challenge, it ain't really that different It's about me not repeatin' myself at all Or at least repeatin' myself the least amount, I suppose The reason bein' is that we need some songs That lead us off the beaten path between my rhymes But now listen though, it's difficult now a-days To really go against the grain, get you some accolades Especially with these frigid, finicky, fickle-ass motherfuckers Think they finally figured you out, the fake-ass fuckers Stop complaining (I know, it's just that certain shit pisses me off) Stop complaining (What am I gonna do? I mean) Man, fuck that shit, I pay my taxes when I'm asked to I'm not enthusiastic about it but shit I make it happen Yeah, it's last minute but goddammit they cash it (This is fiscal harassment, they keep touchin' my assets) Now I imagine, I might be feelin' different about it If it was given outright, witnessin' it helpin' somebody But it just so happens in life, the school district's too crowded There ain't no teachers in sight, that's why the kids are so rowdy I just imagine some asshole with glasses on up at the capital One of a thousand pawns packed in an office, cramped up like animals Pictures of his sister, his mixture Lhasa Apso poodle His 2.6 kids and the missus thumb-tacked to his cubicle So damned detached from the average man's planet, he can't fathom That he can ever be anythin' other than stats, fat and taxable He's gettin' his usual, ritual 2 o'clock cup of noodles on Fuckin' you with your W-2, with his John Denver music on Hey, um ooh, I love this one Hey 'lil? Can you get me the file on? Blah blah blah blah blah? Yeah, he's makin' too much money Stop complaining (I know, ladies, it's just) Stop complaining (I'm tryin', I'm really tryin') Stop complaining (Yeah I know, let's give it) Stop complaining (I wonder what do they say about me?) Is he a role model we can all follow full throttle So we don't bother having to create our own model That we go by, a fall guy I can hold accountable? 'Cuz I don't want to hold the bottle for my own child Is it really my place to raise little Billy? When Hilly and William should be buildin' with him in the living room Instead of bailin' on him and alienatin' him and basically failin' him Sendin' him sailin' on a mission to oblivion? Then, inevitably on his day in court and Billy ain't to blame The bailiff asks him to raise his arm and say his name in court Of course his parents ain't in court, they play it off Sayin' it ain't his fault, blame it on Asian Born or his favorite artist Beg your pardon? Now, I do admit that in the music business People do and say some really stupid shit Now the kids are zoomin' in and usin' what we do and say I can see how you can say, "Do not abuse your influence" But to all the Hillaries and the Williams of the new millennium If you really aren't feelin' like livin' with the children will be a fulfillin' Experience or somethin' you envision yourself willingly And unconditionally committed to from the beginnin' Maybe you shouldn't be bumpin' bellies From the giddy up anyway, dummy Stop complaining (Well, for now) Stop complaining (Man, you stop complaining) Stop complaining Stop complaining (Whatever)