Congratulations

Текст песни Bryce Vine and Fitz and The Tantrums - Congratulations

Take out that old bottle of champagne
Find a reason to celebrate right now
Roll out that red carpet, get up, babe
Walking like you ain't never been knocked down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Rain on my parade
Go ahead, throw me off my game
Holdin' that trophy above me
In a stadium full of empty seats

Little late, but I'm here
Say congratulations
To the face in the mirror
I'm saying, "Congratulations"
Over to the window, do a celebration
You don't wanna say it to me
I'm gonna say it to myself
Congratulations

It's been a long time in a long line
Coming up was a long climb
Skating by like a long grind
And you did it all with a flat tire
You pulled through, go, you
This calls for a good move
Strong drink and a couple brews
Class-A, I zoom, make it to

Feel like I got paid
Sunny sky, no rain
Breaking Bad like I'm Cranston
Throwing fists to this anthem

Little late, but I'm here
Say congratulations
To the face in the mirror
I'm saying, "Congratulations"
Over to the window, do a celebration
You don't wanna say it to me
I'm gonna say it to myself
Congratulations

For all the times you've been low
But you kept your head up
Had to make it on your own
So you made your own luck
Missed that off-ramp to that glory road
Got turned around, but I can hear 'em sayin' it now

Little late, but I'm here
Say congratulations
To the face in the mirror
I'm saying, "Congratulations"
Over to the window, do a celebration
You don't wanna say it to me
I'm gonna say it to myself
Congratulations

Congratulations to you
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Congratulations
Congratulations to you
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Congratulations