Letting everything go And And then they say (hey) and then then they say Now Now this would be a beautiful death Jumping out the window No one man should have all that power (21st century schizoid man) The clock's tickin', I just count the hours 'Til then then, fuck that,

Oh oh oh oh 'Cause everybody's got something Something they can't hide Let it out into the open Right here, right now now Please tell me that it's alright, alright, alright I wanna know In your mind then then you realize you're on your own I know the feelings

I can't believe it's last night again I can leave myself here The days seem so familiar There's something about the evenings Even though they change every every now and and then (Kenny Chesney): Well I can be myself here I can free myself here I see things go down

Cowgirls don't cry Cowgirls don't cry, ride, baby, ride Soon enough you gonna know why It's gonna hurt every every now and and then If you fall get back on again Her daddy gave her, her first pony Then Then taught her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I

I guess its just another I talk to you every every now and and then I never felt so alone again Just you wait and and see (just you wait and and see) As school life is a It is a woken dream Aren't you feeling alone? I stop to think at a wishing well My thoughts send me on

Cowgirls don't cry Cowgirls don't cry, ride, baby, ride Soon enough you gonna know why It's gonna hurt every every now and and then If you fall get back on again Her daddy gave her, her first pony Then Then taught her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I

Cowgirls don't cry Cowgirls don't cry, ride, baby, ride Soon enough you gonna know why It's gonna hurt every every now and and then If you fall get back on again Her daddy gave her, her first pony Then Then taught her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I

Oh I, do you? They say in chess, you gotta kill the queen And And then you mate it A funny thing, the king who gets himself assassinated Hey now, every every time i lose You took a town by storm The mess you made was nominated

Deep greedy and and Googling every every corner Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N Little did I know then then that the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men Tall woman, pull the pylons down And And wrap

This a way (fly) That'a way (fly) Got money (yeah) And you know it Take it out your pocket and and show it (then) Throw it (fly) Gettin' mug From everybody who see then then