Lyrics:

Hold up past things great, too late for re-bait
Time to go twist fate, what are we gonna do?
Put a dollar in the gas tank, bout to walk the plane
Aint no room for shame, what are we gonna do?
No time for mundane, things about to change
They call me deranged, what are we gonna do?

Imma take away all my sorrows, Imma give the blues my big ol boot
Now check it out like

Now what are we gonna do?
Now what are we gonna do?

Ill take away all this fear, baby doll, see, I aint got much to lose
Now mellow out like

Raise it up higher, truth for liars
Set it on fire, what are we gonna do?
See, there aint no whiskey, we gotta clean the plate
End up in a new state, what are we gonna do?

Imma take away all my sorrows, Imma give the blues my big ol boot
Now check it out like

Now what are we gonna do?
Now what are we gonna do?

Imma tell you all a little secret, little brother, there aint nothing wrong with you
So mellow out like