American Authors – Microphone Lyrics
Microphone By American Authors (Ooh-la-la, the world’s on fire All my friends are getting higher I just want my microphone My microphone) I walk the streets at night With monsters in my mind They say you best be quiet I like it, like it No, I won’t shut my mouth That’s not what I’m about You know I built this house I like it, like it So boom, check one, check one, two, three Is anybody here listening? Hear me now, hear me now Ooh-la-la, the world’s on fire All my friends are getting higher I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now I just want my microphone My microphone Turn me up a little bit louder, louder Just a little bit louder, now I just want my microphone My microphone They say I’m too damn loud Like boys in London Town Because I won’t chill out I like it, like it (woo-hoo) They say I talk too proud I say I’m too profound Because I won’t back down When the clock is ticking