Upside Down - Mondo Cozmo

Every single night I watch the evening news and wonder

If the cards are really stacked, if they’re coming from the dealer

If the the drinks are truly free, and the odds are in my favor

Someone better go go go, get the Meyer, yeah

Cut it up, cut it up, it’s Friday night

And in my experience the timings right

Yeah, let’s cut it up, cut it up, it ain’t my fault

It’s a love song, girl, come turn it up

Everything is upside down

Everything is upside down

Every single word that is uttered from the tower

On the roofs of Manhattan to the bombs of the summer

In the bars, in the gutters, in the ears of your lover

In the words of the sinner, in the thoughts of your father, yeah

Run it up, run it up, it’s Monday night

And in my experience the traffic’s light

Yeah, let’s run it up, run it up, it ain’t my tab

It’s a love song, man, come breath it in

Everything is upside down

Everything is upside down

Everything is upside down

Everything is upside down

In the words of the sinner, in the thoughts of your father, yeah

Cut it up, cut it up, it’s Friday night

And in my experience the timings right

Yeah, let’s cut it up, cut it up, it ain’t my fault

It’s a love song, girl, come turn it up

(Everything is upside down)

Everything is upside down

(Everything is upside down)

Everything is upside down…