Trevor Moore – Gays Got Married Lyrics

I grew up in an American town, no locks on the doors
When we all bedded down to sleep
Met a pretty young girl and made her my bride
After church on Sundays, take the kids for a ride down the street

Swimming holes, catching fireflies in jars
Spend the evening staring at the stars

Then the gays got married (the gays got married)
And the plant shut down (plant shut down)
And the crops dried up (the crops dried up)
Everywhere around (Everywhere around)

Then the gays started kissin’ (started kissin’)
And the state said “Cool” (cool)
And they made all the kids
Be gay in school

‘Cause them gays got married (gays got married)

They announced it on TV
Jumped in my truck and slammed reverse
I had to get to my family
Before the gay could get there first

Hauling ass down the interstate
In my throat I could my heart
I didn’t know how much time I had
Before all the orgies would start

And they’re grabbing guys like me
And they’re pulling us out of our trucks
And they’re kissing our lips, and nibbling our ears
And all sorts of sexy stuff
And they’re taking us out to fancy hotels
And partying the night away
And they’re saying how good we look in their shirt
When we wake up the next day

No, I dare not look back
To see what’s behind
They almost got me once
When I was surfing online
And as strong and straight as I know I am
Every man can be pushed too far
I’ve seen the devil, and the devil looks like
Mario Lopez in jean shorts washing his car

I pulled up into my house
And I quickly ran inside
I grabbed my lovely spouse
But I felt no love when I looked in her eyes
The gay had gone airborne
And I didn’t make it in time
My family unit
Had already been undermined
Because

The gays got married (the gays got married)
And released gay spores (gay spores)
And all the straight people (all the people)
Weren’t in love no more (never love no more)
’cause them gays got married (the gays got married)

Been in this bunker three long years
Canned food and recycled air
Yet I shudder when I think ’bout
What must be happening up there

A radioactive scorched desertscape
Ruled by roving biker gangs
With scary tattoos and muscley arms
Blue eyes and super cute bangs

So I’ll seal myself off from everyone
And hide here until I die
Confused and angry, sad and alone
And I know the reason why…

’cause the gays got married (the gays got married)
The gays got married (the gays got married)
The gays got married (the gays got married)
The gays got married

Macklemore – Levitate lyrics

(feat. Otieno Terry)

[Macklemore:]
I said “woo”, don’t make me
Break out the velour suit and the Stacey’s
Give me a baseline and a break beat
Fuck around on the dance floor, make a baby, watch me
Got a cane with a gold tip
Gucci ice cream tat type flow, bitch
I could make it rain, but I won’t, shit
‘Cause I’m cheap, motherfucker and I don’t tip (I don’t)
Watch out, I’m about to pull this new watch out, ta dow
Puttin’ in work, we don’t clock out
How ’bout, we go and cut the rug at the pow-wow
Get to movin’ and breakin’ and poppin’ like wild style
Electric boogaloo
She movin’ that body like a booty in a hula hoop
Gave her that look like, “You don’t know what I’d do to you”
And she was like “Oh my God, I just Googled you”
Jheri curl, mullet on some Mario Lopez
Last call, then we go and hit the coat check
Lyft outside, buenos noches
Now tell that motherfucker, take us back to the homestead, gone

[Otieno Terry:]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don’t need to talk (we don’t need to talk)
I said “I’m shooting for the moon, baby”
Now watch me walk (watch me walk)
I don’t believe in gravity, honey
I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)
Just wanna see you levitate, and I’ma watch (I’ma watch)

Whoa whoa whoa (Whoa whoa whoa)
Yeah yeah yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Hey now (Hey now)
Alright now (Alright now)
Gon’ levitate (Gon’ levitate)
Gon’ levitate (Gon’ levitate)

[Macklemore:]
Oh shit, she just gave me her number (number)
You now dealing with the Irish hustler (hustler)
Like a 2002 Usher (Usher)
Let that burn, nah, I’m wearing a rubber
Plaid on me, dancin’ like a one man army
Turn a funeral into a dance party
Meet the Holy Ghost, I’ma catch me a body
You don’t wanna see me when I start doin’ the zombie, Thriller
Master P, barbecue chip, Percy Miller
That’s a rap snack, I’m a fat dad, got some fat abs
Sweatin’ like I’m eatin’ jalapeños out in Baghdad
You ain’t on the level, got a medal for the flash dance
You ain’t fucking gigging, what the hell you getting mad at?
I pulled up in that purple thang
I didn’t dress like Prince in Purple Rain (oh my God)
Lions, cheetahs like the circus came
And I should charge everybody to observe the game
Pour shots, big up and fuck cops
Invite the whole neighborhood to a party on my block
Up rock a booty, juicier than a cumquat
Boyfriend mean muggin’, little buddy fuck off

[Otieno Terry:]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don’t need to talk (we don’t need to talk)
I said “I’m shooting for the moon, baby”
Now watch me walk (watch me walk)
I don’t believe in gravity, honey
I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)
Just wanna see you levitate, and I’ma watch (I’ma watch)

Whoa whoa whoa (Whoa whoa whoa)
Yeah yeah yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Hey now (Hey now)
Alright now (Alright now)
Gon’ levitate (Gon’ levitate)
Gon’ levitate (Gon’ levitate)

Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ ’til the sun come up, come on
We gon’ get down, get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ til the sun come up, come on
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ til the sun come up, come on
We gon’ get down, get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ til the sun come up, come on

Macklemore – Levitate lyrics

Below are the complete “Levitate” lyrics by Macklemore displayed. These lyrics were added 19 hours ago.

Levitate lyrics

I said, woo, don’t make me
Break out the Valour suit and the Stacey’s
Give me a baseline and a break beat
Fuck around on the dance floor make a baby, watch me
Got a cane with a gold tip
Gucci ice cream tat type flow, bitch
I could make it rain, but I won’t, sh*t
Cause I’m cheap, motherf*cker and I don’t tip
Watch out, I’m about to pull this new watch out, ta dow
Putting in work, we don’t clock out
How’bout, we go and cut the rug at the pow wow
Get to movin’ and breakin’ and poppin’ like Miles, now
Electric Boogaloo
She moving that body like a booty in a hula hoop
Gave her that look like, “You don’t know what I do to you”
And she was like “Oh my god, I just Googled you”
Jerry curl, [?] on some Mario Lopez
Last call, then we go and hit the coat check
Lyft outside, “Buenos noches”
Now tell that motherf*cker, take us back to the homestead

[Chorus: Otieno Terry & (Macklemore)]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don’t need to talk (We don’t need to talk)
I said “I’m shooting for the moon, baby”
Now watch me walk (Watch me walk)
I don’t need no gravity, honey, I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)
Just wanna see ya levitate, and I’ma watch (I’ma watch)

[Post-Chorus: Otieno Terry]
Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Hey now, hey now
Alright now, alright now
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate

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[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Oh sh*t, she just gave me her number
You now dealing with the Irish hustler
Like a 2002 Usher
[?] burnout, I’m wearing a rubber
Plaid on me, dancing like a one man army
Turn a funeral into a dance party
Meet the Holy Ghost I’ma catch me a body
You don’t want to see me when I start doing the zombie, Thriller
[?], barbeque chip, Percy Miller, that’s a rat snack
I’m a fat dad, got some fat abs
Sweating like I’m eating jalapeños at a [?]
You ain’t on the level, got a medal for the flash dance
You ain’t f*cking gigging, what the hell you getting mad at?
I pulled up in that purple thing
I didn’t dress like Prince in Purple Rain
Lions, cheetahs like the circus came
And I should charge everybody to observe the game
Pour shots, [?], f*ck cops
Invite the whole neighborhood to a party on my block
Rock a booty, juicier than a cumquat
Boyfriend mean mugging, little buddy, f*ck off

[Chorus: Otieno Terry & (Macklemore)]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don’t need to talk (We don’t need to talk)
I said “I’m shooting for the moon, baby”
Now watch me walk (Watch me walk)
I don’t need no gravity, honey, I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)
Just wanna see ya levitate, and I’ma watch (I’ma watch)

[Post-Chorus: Otieno Terry]
Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Hey now, hey now
Alright now, alright now
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate

[Outro: Otieno Terry]
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down, say you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on
We gon’ get down, get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on