Well the music seems do cover Well I turn my back and Go for all the better things in order And all the liquid do the colors Counting all the assholes in the room Well I'm definitely not alone, well I'm not alone You're a liar, you're a cheater, you're

I'm on my level, yeah Man I swear I'm on my level See after drinking champagne all night Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might Homie I'm on my level, yeah So I'mma take one shot to the brain And I order three more shots I'm going in, aye Man I'm

Panzers on a line from the Wehrmacht's spine Lethal grand design What about the men executing orders? Crazy madmen on a leash Or young men who lost their way? Grand illusions of the Reich May seem real at times Ad victoriam

Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Please see for me if her hair hangs long If you're travelin' in the north country fair If you go when the snowflakes storm When the rivers

East to South, North to West Seabirds fly the salty wind See us go, as they go, across the borderlines Can we go, as they go, across the borderlines? I can feel the fear hang heavy on the water Glinting sharply with the pale moonlight Mothers hold on

Git Up Now! Lets get it cracking, Git, Its on and popping Its D12 is back up in this bitch, uh, there ain't no stopping We're gonna get it crackalatin What you waiting for the waiters orders Say no more for trying to play the wall and quit hating Notice

Oh majesty your kingdom is lost Running and hiding I'm left for the time To bring back the order of divine And you'll leave us behind And ruins remind of your time Now come back Cries Cries in a dark land Hear the voice it's cold as ice Eyes they are

Working, working, working, working, ain't ya? You don't have no time to lay up You just trying to be somebody 'Fore you say you need somebody Get all your affairs in order I won't have affairs, I'm yours, girl Faithful, faithful, faithful, faithful And

I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man berserk Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzo's back to wi-zerk How do you console my mom or give her light support

When the night calls All these hundreds and these thousands I'ma spend it all Always when the night calls Yeah, order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me Young free and