"Tightrope" lyrics - JANELLE MONAE

Monae and Leftfoot

Whoa
(Yeah, yeah)
Another day
(Dab-a-dee Nae)
I take your pain away
(Come on)

Some people talk about ya
Like they know all about ya
When you get down, they doubt ya
And when you tip it on the scene
Yeah, they talkin' bout it
'Cause they can't tip on the scene
Watcha talk about it
T-t-t-talkin' bout it
When you get elevated
They love it or they hate it
You dance up on them haters
Keep getting funky on the scene
Why they jumpin' round ya?
They trying to take all of your dreams
But you can't allow it

'Cause baby, whether you're high or low
Whether you're high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Baby baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)
Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)
You got to tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Now let me see you do the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it
See I'm not walkin' on it
Or tryin' to run around it
This ain't no acrobatics
You either follow or you lead
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout you
I'll keep on blaming the machine
Yeah, I'm talkin' bout it
T-t-t-talkin' bout it
I can't complain about it
I gotta keep my balance
And just keep dancin' on it
We gettin' funky on the scene
And you know about it
Like a star on the screen
Watch me tip all on it

Now baby, whether I'm high or low (High or low)
Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)
You got to tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Yeah, tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Baby baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)
Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)
You got to tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Baby, let me see ya tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
And I'm still tippin' on it

You gotta keep your balance
Or you fall into the gap
It's a challenge but I manage
'Cause I'm cautious with the strap
Do damage to your cameras damn I thought they cannot pass
See why you don't want no friction
Like the back of a matchbook
Daddy Fat Sax will fold you and your MacBook
Closed shows, shut you down
Before we go-go backwards
Act up, and whether we high or low
We gonna get back up
Like the Dow Jones and NASDAQ
Sorta like a thong in an ass crack
Come on

I tip on alligators and little rattlesnakers
But I'm another flavor
Something like a Terminator
Ain't no equivocating
I fight for what I believe
Why you talkin' bout it?
Sh-sh-she's talkin' bout it
Some callin' me a sinner
Some callin' me a winner
I'm callin' you to dinner
And you know exactly what I mean
Yeah I'm talkin 'bout ya
You can rock or you can leave
Watch me tip without you

N-N-Now whether I'm high or low (High or low)
Whether I'm high or low (High or low)
I'm gonna tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Mmmm (Tip-tip on it)
Baby baby, whether I'm high or low (High or low)
High or low (High or low)
I gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
Now baby, tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it)
(Baa baa ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba)

You can get too high
(We can get too high)
I said you can get too low
(We can get too low)
'Cause you get too high
(You can get too high)
Now you'll surely be low
(Now you'll surely be low)
1, 2, 3, hello

Ha

Yeah (Huh)
Yeah
Now shut up! (Oww)
Yeah (Okay)
Yeah (Okay okay okay)
Now put some voodoo on it
Ladies and gentlemen, the funkiest horn section in Metropolis
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
We call that classy brass

(I gotta keep my balance)

Ooh
Ooh
(Now, there's a thin line)
Oh!
(Now, there's a thin line)

Do ya'll mind
If I play the ukulele
Just like a little lady?

Do ya'll mind
If I play the ukulele
Just like a little lady?

As I play the ukulele