Passport - Chris Webby

Yeah, we going all around the world

You know

Yeah, i’m travelling to parts unknown, send a postcard home

Living like the fucking Travelocity gnome

Hit the mountains in Colorado to get in the zone

A route in Cali' smoking weed stronger than Jessica Jones

Yeah, I grew up by the water so you know I’m always coasting

Summer in the sky with my phone saying roaming

Land in Las Vegas for a little fear and loathing

Cigarette holder, and women with no clothing

Hit Europe in the summer when the weather fucking beautiful

Then dip out to Australia, rolling with the marsupial

See, ever since the juvenile, my skill been indisputable

I knew that there was no way out, would end up in the cubical

I just kept it moving, 'nother day 'nother city

'Nother country, 'nother continent, and they be rocking with me

Channel Anthony Bourdain within me, catch a plane and then we

In the skies, so goodbye

They ain’t let me in front, so i’m breaking in the back door

Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for

I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport, yeah

I’ma put another couple stamps on my-

I’m always about my business, so i’m learning how to stag more

Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for

I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport

They think i’m Bourdain when they looking at my passport

Yeah, I be out in Africa just trying to save the elephants

Or way out in the Amazon before people develop it

And greedy corporate interests come around and fucking level it

I be in Peru on Ayahuasca for the hell of it

Snorkel on the great barrier, before it’s dead and shit

A route in Antarctica, before climate change has melted it

I’m trying to see the beauty of the planet 'fore we wrecking it

Step out into nature at it’s finest and connect with it

I started in Connecticut, now i’m out in Catalina

Rolling with my travel Visa, laying where the grass is greener

We’re out in Pasadena, lighting up the gasolina

We’re sipping coffee out in Cuba with a bad barista

I’ma cross meridians to hang with Argentinians

The heat with the Sicilians, and party with Floridians

Then I roll one up and go get high in the Caribbeans

Thinking to myself: «What a world we living in!»

They ain’t let me in front, so i’m breaking in the back door

Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for

I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport, yeah

I’ma put another couple stamps on my-

I’m always about my business, so i’m learning how to stag more

Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for

I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport

They think i’m Bourdain when they looking at my passport

I’ve been 'round the globe, where I go, I don’t know

I’ve been- I’ve been 'round the globe, coming Santiago

I’ve been- I’ve been 'round the globe, doing shows, getting dope

I’ve been- I’ve been 'round the globe, about the parts unknown

I’ve been 'round the globe, where I go, I don’t know

I’ve been 'round the globe, coming Santiago

I’ve been 'round the globe, doing shows, getting dope

I don’t- I don’t- parts unknown

They ain’t let me in front, so i’m breaking in the back door

Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for

I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport, yeah

I’ma put another couple stamps on my-

I’m always about my business, so i’m learning how to stag more

Take over the world, 'bout to give them what they asked for

I’ma put another couple stamps on my passport

They think i’m Bourdain when they looking at my passport