world is calling you Sightless leaders in an ivory tower Sightless, sightless Never realized, never realized That it was bound to happen Now it's you, .... , you, It's
third world is calling you Sightless leaders in an ivory tower Sightless, sightless Never realized, never realized That it was bound to happen Now it's you, .... , you, It's
're feeling fine She's got it all worked out She's got it all worked out She's got it all worked out She's got it all worked out She's got it all worked
vocals) Randy thornton (background vocals) Davey moire (background vocals) What ever happened to all the fun in the world? Larry's not with us any
it, like it. S, S, S & M, M, M S, S, S & M, M, M S, S, S & M, M, M S, S, S & M, M, M Who's that chick? who's that chick?
Sometimes you think you'll be fine by yourself 'Cause a dream is a wish that you make all alone It's easy to feel like you don't need help But it's harder
cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm too old to believe All these childish stories There is no such thing as faith And trust and pixie dust I try but it's
cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm too old to believe All these childish stories There is no such thing as faith And trust and pixie dust I try But it's
, I wonder why I never why I learned my lesson It's feeling like a second chance and it's the first impression And I heard it's nothing new except for
so very fine So happy together I can't see me Loving nobody but you For all my life When you're with me Baby The skies'll be blue For all my life
she said im caged in i think her conscience is she watching that oxygen im watching E.S.P.N but when that show end She All On My Skin, Lotion, Slower
not rocket science Every day is documented, all of my time is occupied I'm gon' grind and I'm gon' shine, ballin' 'til the end of time Hate on me and it's all fine
hair back and forth All my ladies, if you feel me Do it, do it, whip your hair Don't matter if it's long, short Do it do it whip your hair All my ladies
to happier times on blue bayou I'm going back someday Come what may on blue bayou Where you sleep all day And the catfish play on blue bayou All those
intent, The shadow of Hyde's Evil... Would forever kill the good that I had meant... Am I a good man? Am I a mad man? Its such a fine line between a good
And he fought the War of 1812 James Monroe's colossal nose Was bigger than Pinocchio's John Quincy Adams was number six And it's Andrew Jackson's butt
the game is ugly They say feed the hungry, but these bitches is greedy But I'm awfully gifted, I am simply strategic It's come to my room, I make her feel like it's
