[Intro: Peter S. Atlas]
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen
I hope you’re all having a wonderful Sunday morning
I’m your host, Peter S. Atlas
And this is A Twisted Sitcom
Argyle!
[Verse 1]
Yeah, so, I guess we back at work
I had to turn the lights on and wipe this one off the back-burner
I been sittin’ with my feelings as ashes burn
‘Cause if I come back with half the passion, I’m havin’ twice the caliber
The furnace repacked with smashed colours
Protract my purpose practicin’
And learn how to shine like the star that I was tasked at birth
‘Cause you won’t ever grasp potential ‘til it’s passed first
Fulfill thе sentiment and prosper ‘til thе act work
You can define my character through pairs of words or paragraphs
You ever eyein’ me, the irony is that I’m starin’ back
But if you simply just viewin’ the act
Leave your shoes on the mat
Kick back with the tube and a pack
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And stay tuned and stay with this
Keepin’ your pupils glued to the television screen
And the people boo too, but they ain’t near us
And now you hearin’ the realest
So, here we watch from the rocks we tripped on
[Chorus]
And it’s a twisted sitcom
(You were born a star, born a star)
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
And I won’t overstay my welcome
But I hope I’m welcome to
And it’s a twisted sitcom
(You were born a star, born a star)
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
[Verse 2]
Question: how do you capture these feelings in a limited time?
How do you know when to set the brush down and let the damn perfectionist die?
When the canvas stretch is dry
Expressionist spittin’ lines like I’m whiffin’ white and my system declined
Born to die but immortalized in performance recited
Inside, I hope that what gets captured isn’t glorified, it’s authentic
So, put your loafers on the ottoman
And if you here with me, then take notes from the audience
‘Cause if I haven’t seen it on the screen
Then I’ma be the one to do it
Might not be the debut, but I’ll push it ‘til I fall through it
Continue innovatin’ on a bigger stage with tins of paint
And y’all can give a wave when these colours start driftin’ out the frame
[Pre-Chorus 2]
So, stay tuned and stay with this
Keepin’ your pupils glued to the television screen
And the people boo too, but they ain’t near us
And now you hearin’ the realest
An extension of brilliance like a spin-off
[Chorus]
And it’s a twisted sitcom, uh
(You were born a star, born a star)
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
And I won’t overstay my welcome
But I hope I’m welcome to
And it’s a twisted sitcom
(You were born a star, born a star)
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
[Bridge]
And I won’t overstay my welcome
But I hope I’m welcome to
And I won’t overstay my welcome
But I hope I’m welcome to (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
And I won’t overstay my welcome
But I hope I’m welcome to
Yeah, break it down now
(You were born a star, born a star)
(You were born a star, born a star)
[Verse 3]
I won’t overstay my welcome, but I’d hope that I’m welcome to stay
Everyday, never hittin’ the brakes
Only high speeds over these drum breaks
Who knew my street was a one way?
One day, we gon’ walk on the runway
No more lunch breaks with the chump change
Make enough bread on Sunday to keep us fed ‘til the next Monday
So, get up, get up, come on and clap your hands
Get up on your feet, everyone take a stand
Get up, get up, everybody clap your hands
Get up on your feet, come on, take a stand
Now get up, now get up, clap your hands
Get up, uh, now get up, clap your hands
Get up, uh, now get up, clap your hands
Get up, uh, like ow!
[Chorus]
And it’s a twisted sitcom
(You were born a star, born a star)
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
And I won’t overstay my welcome
But I hope I’m welcome to
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
(You were born a star, born a star)
Yeah, it’s a twisted sitcom
[Outro]
Yeah, how are y'all doin' out there?
Yeah, that's what we like to hear, feelin' great
Thanks for tuning in if you’re watching on the box
Thank you for stopping by if you’re in the audience
My name’s Argyle, and welcome to the show!
Haha, yeah