Watsky - Energy lyrics

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm
Lookin' for energy, everywhere
I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm
Lookin' for energy, everywhere

My head's up in the sky it's
Higher than the clouds are
I like to look up at the
Stars and wonder how far
From what I hear about a billion
Babies are delivered every day
And so it's like the planet is a clown car
I know it probably shouldn't work
But we all fit
Like a Mickey D's Playplace ballpit
So lookie me
I'm about to jump up in it and be
Swimming through syringes like
A mothafuckin dolphin
I could have an outburst
There's a lot of freaky people on the planet


And it makes me want to crowd surf
Everybody everywhere dig downwards
It's what we work for
Party at the earth's core!
I don't know where to go to go far
But, if I go, then I know I should go hard
And if I go and I never come back
Then I'll send a postcard
And a couple thumb tacks

Said I'm lookin', I'm lookin'
I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere
I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm
Lookin' for energy, everywhere

Teacher said this party started
With a loud bang
The way my ears are ringing I
Don't hear a sound mang
I'm steady looking at the crowd
Like a proud dad
For coming out instead of clicking
On a mouse pad
Steal a bounce house, fill it full of helium
Ride it like a blimp because I
Think that It'd be really fun
To do a triple flip in
Zero gravity while puffing on
A philly blunt and shooting stars
With a BB gun
Tonight I'll look at something that
I've never seen before
And I might even pen graffiti on a meteor
I can reach it, homie Veni, vidi, vici
It's all peachy got a vision of
The future on a Ouija board
I didn't believe it, I thought it was CGI
Why don't you decide if we're computerized?
Assuming you and I are alive
And tomorrow is the rapture
I wonder watcha wanna do tonight

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm
Lookin' for energy, everywhere
I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm
Lookin' for energy, everywhere

I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna
I don't wanna I don't wanna
End up as an anybody everybody is an anybody
Made of arteries and antibodies
And you never get to see
Confetti without getting bloody
If you read ahead you'll all be surprised
Spoiler alert! We're all gonna die
But, I'll be hooping in that
Driveway in the clouds
Shooting fouls with that big orange
Ball in the sky
And when I die wanna say well I made it
And be way celebrated and remain as a staple
If I stay hella faded
Then I'll fade and my fate'll be the same as
The fakers with the chains on the labels
It's a shame people do it for
The fame and the cash
Not the flame and the passion I
Train through the pain and
I frame every passage as a way to stay fit
Cause an 808 kick is my gatorade drink