Liz Phair - Beat Is Up lyrics
[Liz Phair - Beat Is Up lyrics]
The trick to happiness
Is to ignore anything negative you
Might feel about yourself
That people don't really like you that much
That you've got fat because you're lonely
Or that your parents are going to die
I like to get my coffee
With all the little frothy things on the side
And I like to put in those little sticks
The trick to freedom is to
Deny your past regrets questionable lovers
Lies drunken weekends
I just like to have a lotta energy
My life demands it
Everything's up, all the time up, up, up
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
People like positive people
Positivity makes good things happen
My husband doesn't let me
Buy those tabloid magazines
'Cause he says that it makes
Me fight with him more
Pills that you mix with wine
That your husband and you aren't
Having sex any more
That you got married for the money
It's been positively proved
That most Top 40 hit's have a
BPM of 120 or more
I definitely like the gin-sing
And the gingko balboa
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
Sometimes you picture yourself
Getting impaled
On an imaginary spike sticking out
From over your bed
When you keep forgetting to
Call somebody back
But the more time goes by
The less you feel like calling
Because you're embarrassed
'Cause it kind of makes you freaky
And you don't want people
To think you're freaky
Even though you are kind of freaky
But only in the bedroom l-O-L
My mom says I'm really hard on my kids
I don't want them growing up thinking
That everything's just gonna be
Handed to them
They're gonna have to work their asses
Off just like I did you know
We get them up at six in the morning
We're like, "Come on, get up
Get outta the bed
It's gonna be a great day, come on"
(But, mom, I'm tired) up, up, up
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
Is to ignore anything negative you
Might feel about yourself
That people don't really like you that much
That you've got fat because you're lonely
Or that your parents are going to die
I like to get my coffee
With all the little frothy things on the side
And I like to put in those little sticks
The trick to freedom is to
Deny your past regrets questionable lovers
Lies drunken weekends
I just like to have a lotta energy
My life demands it
Everything's up, all the time up, up, up
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
People like positive people
Positivity makes good things happen
My husband doesn't let me
Buy those tabloid magazines
'Cause he says that it makes
Me fight with him more
Pills that you mix with wine
That your husband and you aren't
Having sex any more
That you got married for the money
It's been positively proved
That most Top 40 hit's have a
BPM of 120 or more
I definitely like the gin-sing
And the gingko balboa
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
Sometimes you picture yourself
Getting impaled
On an imaginary spike sticking out
From over your bed
When you keep forgetting to
Call somebody back
But the more time goes by
The less you feel like calling
Because you're embarrassed
'Cause it kind of makes you freaky
And you don't want people
To think you're freaky
Even though you are kind of freaky
But only in the bedroom l-O-L
My mom says I'm really hard on my kids
I don't want them growing up thinking
That everything's just gonna be
Handed to them
They're gonna have to work their asses
Off just like I did you know
We get them up at six in the morning
We're like, "Come on, get up
Get outta the bed
It's gonna be a great day, come on"
(But, mom, I'm tired) up, up, up
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
What's the beat, the beat is up, ah
How high to the sky?