I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home Let the rain wash away All the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've
Hey, hey, hey Your lipstick stains On the front lobe of my Left-side brains I knew I wouldn't forget you And so I went and let you Blow my mind Your
I see people gettin' mad on CNN Who's right? Democrats or Republicans I don't care, who's right or wrong I know a way, we can all get along Let's take
We in the motherfucking building A hundred fucking bottles Yeah, come on, let go, let go Girl, I want you face down, first thing when I wake up I already
I used to love the tenderloin until I made some tender coin Then I met some ladies from Marin We took the highway to the one up the coast to catch some
Forever can never be long enough for me To feel like I've had long enough with you Forget the world now, we won't let them see But there's one thing left
This Train Dont carry no Gamblers This Train This Train Dont carry no Gamblers no High flyers no midnight ramblers This Train Dont carry no Gamblers
Zion train is coming our way; The Zion train is coming our way; Oh, people, get on board! (you better get on board!) Thank the Lord (praise Fari) - I
When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor When you're in the club, get your ass on the floor
Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's a time to
She was beautiful as Southern skies the night he met her She was married to someone He was doggedly determined that he would get her He was old, he was
Train, train Gonna take him on out of this town Train, train Gonna take him on out of this town Yea, that man I'm in love with Lord, he's Memphis bound
I've got time to kill I'm not living for the moment anymore I don't wanna wake up I've got time to kill I'm not living for the future anymore I don't
It's time to make a start To get to know your heart Time to show your face Time to take your place In every speck of dust In every universe When you feel
You're living in a place you left behind Going 'round in circles all the time Can see the way your head, it's like you're blind So open your eyes and
I need a sign, to let me know you're here All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere I need to know, that things are gonna look up 'Cause
The snipers are passed out In the bushes again I'm glad I got my suit dry-cleaned Before the riots started 'Cause there's only rehashed faces On the
While everybody else is getting out of bed, I'm usually getting in it I'm not in it to win it and there's a thousand ways you can skin it My feet have