Ave Maria – English Lyrics

• By: Mac Miller
• Album: Faces

Lyrics & Translation

Learning a language through music is a powerful tool, and Mac Miller's "Ave Maria" offers a unique opportunity to delve into the complexities of English through raw, poetic expression. This song, from his introspective mixtape *Faces*, is a window into his struggles with fame, addiction, and mortality, conveyed through vivid and often metaphorical lyrics. By exploring the wordplay and emotional depth of "Ave Maria," you can not only expand your vocabulary but also gain a deeper understanding of the nuances of informal and artistic English, all while experiencing a pivotal piece of Mac Miller's musical legacy.

[English]

Yeah

And I can't feel my legs, I'm a paraplegic

Lord, I want a fair one with my demons

Karen Meyers became married to Jesus

Born dead, they had to dig up my fetus

And now the devil want to tear me to pieces

I'm a diagnosed insomniac

An astronaut who blastin' off into the star galactic

On top of Saturn, fox-trottin' with velociraptors

The dino-aliens invaded Earth, so they could feed on hypochondriacs

Prepared for the rapture, closet hillbilly

Threw the spinners on the tractor, I listen to Uncle Kracker, but

That's white America for you, we all that matters

I'm walkin' backwards, shadowboxin' with karate masters

It's more to rap, we sell the royal crack at Castle Rock

A bad apple like an unemployed Macintosh

We lost Jobs, now they brainwashed with dot com

It's only so long until we surrender the free world to Hong Kong

And sinners stay still, but the merry-go-round

And round

It all just keeps spinnin'

Gotta keep swimmin' (keep swimmin'), yeah (keep swimmin')

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round (yeah, yeah)

I got a double-sided silver dollar

Larry Fish here from midget league, beginner slaughter

I'm not drownin', I'm wadin' in the water

Killin' off these monsters ever since I was a Sabra

I got horses on my PJ's

Shout to Spitta, jet life, I fit the Porsches on the PJ's

On stage, sendin' dark forces to my DJ

The birdies on tour like PGA, Davis Love III

Pittsburgh warrior, bullets in my cornea

In exelsis Deo, ayo, this is Gloria

(Ave) Av- (Maria), Ave Maria

I'm gettin' bread, yeast rise on Easter, money is God (God)

Black bitches with jungle fever, I love to be on

You on the B-Team, I fuck with Solange

All my life they said I doesn't belong

So I'm chillin', growin' drugs on my lawn

Sinners stay still, but the merry-go-round

And round

It all just keeps spinnin'

Gotta keep swimmin' (keep swimmin'), yeah (keep swimmin')

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round (go round)

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round (go round)

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round (go round)

Eat, drink and let the merry-go-round (go r-)

Yeah

What? What? What?

Have you found a way out?

Have you found a way out? Yeah

A vacation in Slovakia, celebratin' Mardi Gras

Eatin' baklava and lobster claw at the Ramada

With a Mafia of immigrants

Finna take 'em on a pilgrimage

Have you found a way out?

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