American Authors 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
They say I talk too proud
I say I'm too profound
Because I won't back down
When the clock is ticking like a time tomb
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
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
Turn me up a little bit louder in my soul
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
Turn me up a little bit louder in my bones
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
Turn me up a little bit louder in my soul
My-my-my-my microphone
My-my-my-my microphone
(Microphone)
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
Turn me up a little bit louder in my bones
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
Turn me up a little bit louder in my soul