(He sold it) He did?
(The studio)
No, I mean his house, his house
(He's still got his house, he's still got that)
I can't concentrate
And Motown wants my record yesterday
Jay, Jay don't know
Who will finance, finance my video
A crash against the wall
My silly neighbors always fightin' down the hall
And I can't write this song
'Cause of all the, all the shit that's goin' on
And I lose my concentration
I said hey, concentration
(Every day)
'Cause all I wanna do is write a song
So that this crazy world can sing along
But just as I relax and start to write
Then my telephone rings 99 times
People suing me, they wanna claim my fame
Budget's overrun, bills to pay
Physically prepared for anything
But naturally I can't
I can't sustain my concentration
(I can't find any)
No, concentration
No, oh girl
Glad to meet you, but I gotta go
I can't explain
Yeah
Computers store our world on tiny walls
And acid rain and smog continues to fall
Supermarket shelves they have become
Targets for the sick and death for some
Under desert skies, a bubble forms
While Geneva talks of ending Star Wars
And I don't know, babe, what to do
So why don't we just (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Concentration
Concentration
Concentration
Concentration
With his place in Hawaii? (Mmm-hmm) (He sold it) He did? (The studio) No, I mean his house, his house (He's still got his house, he's still got that) I can't concentrate And Motown wants my record yesterday Jay, Jay don't know Who will finance, finance my video A crash against the wall My silly neighbors always fightin' down the hall And I can't write this song 'Cause of all the, all the shit that's goin' on And I lose my concentration I said hey, concentration (Every day) 'Cause all I wanna do is write a song So that this crazy world can sing along But just as I relax and start to write Then my telephone rings 99 times People suing me, they wanna claim my fame Budget's overrun, bills to pay Physically prepared for anything But naturally I can't I can't sustain my concentration (I can't find any) No, concentration No, oh girl Glad to meet you, but I gotta go I can't explain Yeah Computers store our world on tiny walls And acid rain and smog continues to fall Supermarket shelves they have become Targets for the sick and death for some Under desert skies, a bubble forms While Geneva talks of ending Star Wars And I don't know, babe, what to do So why don't we just (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Concentration Concentration Concentration Concentration Explain Request ×
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