Lyrics John Reuben

John Reuben

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Hey folks, what's going on? It's John

I just got off of ___________.com

Of course you know me I don't respond

I just like to observe how these nerds critique songs

Funny as heck it's the same old text

Someone's upset, someone didn't come correct

I know it's stupid, it's just the internet

But that in itself is one of many aspects

You got the cat that hits up the newstand

To receive instructions from media man

Life full of anxiety trying to keep up

Just when he's on top another trend creeps up, Oh!

Dear Jesus, help us, people follow blindly

Have you been given the okay to like me?

Or do I need to ask the media for your permission

Are they the ones making all of your decisions?

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I knew this indie kid, this anti-trendy kid

He hated Starbucks, WalMart and the recording biz

This indie kid, this anti-trendy kid

Liked to tell me what it wasn't and school me on what it is

Two years previous he was skankin' in the pits

Oh how quickly his identity switched

Let's get hip to the future and skip the nonsense

I'm so ahead of myself I'm in retirement

Well me and my friends we're chillin' hardcore

Sipping decaf coffee and playing shuffleboard

Nothing to prove, nothing to lose, wanna hang with me?

Don't care what I wear and I stare aimlessly

For hours upon hours upon end

Come back to and then I'll do it again, oh

Catch me up to speed, what's the hottest trend?

It's been twenty years no wonder the 80's are in

So throw your trucker hats in the air

And wave your thrift store shirts like you just don't care

Rappers when you're rhyming, singers when you're whining

Try not to look like you're trying

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What's it take to make a hit, huh?

Sorta like a love/hate relationship

First you make it, you love it, then it annoys you

Travel the world and your song employs you

Well hey, I'm not even sure if I got what it takes

I'm just trying to do my part and speak from the heart

Spark some insight, yo, forget being fake

Write with honesty, don't wanna hide my faith

I also don't want to use my faith as a gimmick

To tickle your emotions and make you feel terrific

I promised God to always be authentic

Past this moment it's a daily commitment

That my friends concludes the broadcast

Be careful what you commit to, things don't last

Hold on tight to what really counts

Enjoy this life before you're out