Contextual Analysis of "flipside" in Lyrics

i screwed up

i've gotta do it over

start

plays in the half light

But I'm free

I've got a bruised up heart but I'm still hanging on

doggy slip-slide. watch yo?

which side

you're the kind of man that every little boy looks up to and wants to be

hey kids like to talk to you

you're the kind of man that every little boy looks up to and wants to be

hey kids like to talk to you

we can't leave you alone no

your foolish pride

i ain't dealin' with

yeah yeah

pounds and pence and princes and queens?

well not really. more familiar than russia or chile. up for cricket or squash

but never you mind - hey don't waste your time

end

said she blow la-la

get wild! ok

and if she ain't too sleepy there's the

and this kansas life is a hard one

crazy vibe catch a ride

you and me can't you see

save me saviour save me save me again

ceremony is dead

i hit you with the hip glide

searching for the perfect hottest burning beach around

not a worry in da world as we cash will e chat?

no experience

engage the driven and incisions are the process

dark riders preform

big as grandma's buttons

the steel i'm gripping

all about the dough

best friends turned to foes

with fans everywhere ha ncha na eku zi mmu ikuku

alobam da chiiiii