Lyrics Sleeping With Sirens – Congratulations

Spoken:

Answering Machine
Hello. You have reached the voicemail of singer/songwriter Matty Mullins. He’s currently away from the phone spending time with his supermodel wife or writing your next favorite record. Leave a message after the beep and he will return your call as soon as possible. Thank you and have a nice day.

Kellin

Welcome to a brand new generation
You don’t know
So let me help you understand
You see, you try to build yourself a reputation
So you can prove to everyone that you’re the man, yeah.
So why is it us that make you feel so helpless? Whoa.
You better get it out while you still can (while you still can).

‘Cause when those lights go on around you
And nobody gives a damn
You’re gonna wish that you had taken our advice
That’s right

I’ve been down and out
Now I can’t keep my face off a cover
That ain’t what it’s about
You still have so much left to learn

(hey, hey, hey)

Congratulations
(congratulations)
They say you’re the man
(they say you’re the man)
Congratulations
(congratulations)
You see I do what you can’t
(see I do what you can’t, whoa)
And until they go and take my name off of the shelves (guess what)

(Get ’em Matty)

They try to do it like me
But they do it all wrong
I’ll pass the torch when someone better comes along (yeah right)
Congratulations to every label that ever turned me down
Me and my top 20 record aren’t too worried about it now
I hope this lesson taught is a lesson learned
Now go and bury your head while me and Kell rule the world!

Congratulations (congratulations)
They say you’re the man (yes I am)
Congratulations
(congratulations)
You see I do what you can’t
(see I do what you can’t, whoa)
And until they go and take my name off of the shelves, ha!
Congratulations (congratulations).

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

Let’s give ’em hell

Could you please give us the spotlight
‘Cause I have something to say
You may not like the subject
But I’ll say this anyway
We’re so sick of all this so-called
Shitty music that you play
So could you please do us a favor
Stay the fuck out of our way

Congratulations (congratulations)
They say you’re the man
(they say you’re the man)
Congratulations (congratulations)
You see I do what you can’t
(see I do what you can’t, whoa)
And until they go and take my name off of the shelves
Whoa, please, ’cause I need to make more room for myself
Whoa! Was that good?
Congratulations (Whoa!)