Waiting for the revolution Right before your eyes New clear vision, genocide Computerize God, it's the new religion Program the brain, not the heartbeat Onward all you crystal soldiers Touch tomorrow, energize Digital dreams And you're the next correction

I'm running low On your love You can see it in my eyes So swollen in time From crying I'm not dealing with myself I'm feeling inside out And I'm frightened I'm over-thinking everything

Who's the black private dick That's a sex machine to all the chicks? You're damn right Who is the man That would risk his neck for his brother man? Can ya dig it? Who's the cat that won't cop out When there's danger all about

We've talked it over and over And we know it's not right We should stay away forever But we're lonesome each night Yes we stay away for a while But we know in the end We'll invite them over again I know why you're lonely And I know why you're blue

Thank God I can breathe, I can be what they can't buy Even when I'm weak, I'm sure it's gon' be alright Thank God I got home, I got food and I got y'all Yes I will survive There will be highs and lows, thank God I remain OK How can I prove them how

We're coming home tonight So mama, don't stress your mind Mama, mama, mama, hey Hey, mama, don't stress your mind Hey, ma, we gonna be alright Dry those eyes We'll be back in the morning when the sun starts to rise Where should we run to? Don't wanna

Yeah I, I saw your ghost tonight If your eyes stay right on mine My wounds would start to heal It fucking hurt like hell I felt you here tonight But dreams can't all be real I'll never let you down boy I'll never let you go Her solace of life

Girl, what's your favorite song I'll be your DJ tonight You don't have to say a word I see the look in your eyes And we'll keep rockin' 'til the last call Feelin' alright, yeah, yeah Now you're callin' me baby While I keep on fallin', yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh

I can see the flames and my life Flashing right before my eyes. I hope they get to me in time. I'm eight years old Daddy's cuttin' my hair Aqua Velva on his hands. Momma's in the kitchen Got fried green tomatoes

Which song of all the songs When there's a song for every star One must be right for me Along the countless days, the endless nights That I have searched so many eyes So many hearts, so many smiles Which one to choose, which way to go, how can I tell