Tay Zonday - Traffic Machine [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Little kid got a dream
Wishes they could be seen
But they just turned 62
And recently got a clue

Big adult feeling dull
But they're just ten years old
Knows there's got to be more to life
Than just sitting around

Sometimes
They want
More eyes
To watch

Buys a box at the store
Maybe they're selling more
Opens it up, and they know it
Changed their life for good

(Chorus)
Traffic machine
Put a spell on the people
Traffic machine
Turn their eyes to gold
Traffic machine
Be a new world order
Traffic machine
Drive me to their soul

It's traffic
Rip it out the group and rap it
Keep it in the fridge and heart-attack it
Put it in your body driving a Bugatti
Shaking like a doggy for your hottie
Put it in the bank and watch it grow
Take a little break and watch it go
Have it inflate your self-esteem
Whoop, stop, it's just a meme
Reset, make it your own
Thank all the /b/tards for their help
Haters and lover make it bloom
That traffic's about to touch the Moon

No idea why it works
So you take it apart
Pieces all over the living room
It will not stop

Try to buy it again
Down at the discount bin
Everyone and their mama
Is jumping at the trend

Deep down
You wish
You had
The best

Leave them alone in the room
Soon you got more than two
Wake up and gear up and
Be surprised cause they're alive

(Chorus)

It's a party
See the people farting
Sitting in their crib with your authority
To preach it, like the new Montel
To break the floor in show-and-tell
Right down in China see someone buy
A shirt with your face cause you're bigger than rice
No speak in English, but they got lyrics
And they can rhyme it sweeter than syrup
Better than you can, and you're the author
They know-by-heart, and you need a prompter
Must be some magic like Cinderella
But you got curl, and you got too much color

Traffic machine
Having a dream
While you're still awake
All you do is wait, wait, wait, wait
While you listen to the clock
Tick tock tick tock tick
Digging your grave with one chopstick

(Chorus)

Traffic machine (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Put a spell on the people
Traffic machine
Turn their eyes to gold (Doing your magic)
Traffic machine
Be a new world order
Traffic machine
Drive me to their souls