We'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was a young boy My father took me into the city To To see a marching band He said, son, when you grow up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Welcome Welcome to the farm Where you can roll your windows down Baby take my arm, Ain't hearin' nothin' such a beautiful sound? We can take the tractor down the road, go walkin' 'round the bend Lay by the river, climb up in the barn

Oh, ooh, heart of light Oh, welcome welcome to heartlight Can you feel the love that's in my heart Burnin' like a beacon in the night Can't you see the flame we've got to to start I like the love And I like the peaceful I wish everyone I know could Stand in the

Pay attention to to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to to take you through A wasteland I like to to call my home Welcome Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here

Welcome Welcome to my island But please don't you stay too long I wouldn't want anyone to to think That something's going on Toe the line And you'll be fine You'll see another day Don't connect, Don't reflect,

Welcome Welcome to the universe And so the time has come, it's here The silence ends, the change is near You wait in the balance libertine Come into the Pantheon If there's a past into the clear We better take the pace Erase this face In constant search for

Rageaholics Diabolical badass Nobody gives a fuck Hey, we're party addicts Don't get it twisted We're just addicted to to the lifestyle Official welcome welcome to the rageaholics Start the party

Need a love to to last forever Hearts gone astray Deep in her when they go I went away Just when you needed me so You won't regret I'll come back begging you Won't you forget Welcome Welcome love we once knew

(For the Money) Money, for the money Kanye told me that Jesus walks in '04 But I grew up around impalas and drug lords Welcome Welcome to Los Angeles palm trees and drug stores All we know is rocks and presidents like Mount Rushmore

No pare! Sigue, sigue! Welcome Welcome home When the world was just a subway map When you’re home Cool us down I used to to think we lived at the top of the world And the one-slash-nine