Lyrics:

For this part
We're actually gonna sample you guys
And use your voices
Putting them into this keyboard here
So, don't mess up
This is your note, sounds like this
Aaahh
Ready? One, two, three, four
(Aaahh)
I don't know, it's pretty good
So, Josh is sampling that
(Aaahh, give it a try)
That's me
(Give it a try now)
(Aaahh)
There they are

Yeah
(Feels pretty good)

(Good job, that's good)
Alright, let's put some of those effects on there to sweeten it up

She asked me, 'Son, when I grow old'
'Will you buy me a house of gold?'
'And when your father turns to stone'
'Will you take care of me?'
She asked me, 'Son, when I grow old'
'Will you buy me a house of gold?'
'And when your father turns to stone'
'Will you take care of me?'
I will make you
Queen of everything you see
I'll put you on the map
I'll cure you of disease
Let's say we up and left this town
And turned our future upside down
We'll make pretend that you and me
Lived ever after happily
She asked me, 'Son, when I grow old'
'Will you buy me a house of gold?'
'And when your father turns to stone'
'Will you take care of me?'
I will make you
Queen of everything you see
I'll put you on the map
I'll cure you of disease
Alright
And since we know that dreams are dead
And life turns plans up on their head
I will plan to be a bomb
So I just might become someone
She asked me, 'Son, when I grow old'
'Will you buy me a house of gold?'
'And when your father turns to stone'
'Will you take care of me?'
I will make you
Queen of everything you see
I'll put you on the map
(Aaahh)
(I, I, I, I'll put you on the map)
(I, I, I'll put you on the map)
Sorry if that question I asked last
Scared you a bit like a hazmat in a gas mask
If you ask Zack, 'cause my brother, he likes when I rap fast
But let's backtrack, back to this
Who would you live and die for on that list?
But the problem is, there's another list that exists
No one really wants to think about this
Forget sanity, salary, vanity, my morality
If you get between someone I love and me
Gonna feel the heat of my cavalry
All these songs I'm hearing are so heartless
Don't trust a perfect person
And don't trust a song that's flawless
They say, 'Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy'
But we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
Will they be alive tomorrow?
They say, 'Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy'
But we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
(Will they be alive tomorrow?)

They say, 'Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy'
But we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
Will they be alive tomorrow?
They say, 'Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy'
But we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
Will they be alive tomorrow?
(I'll put you on the map)
(I'll put you on the map)