I'm bad and you know it Clap your hands Stomp your feet Scream out loud I'm so misunderstood But I'm trying to be good Well, I'm bad and you know it

I gotta have it To have this music in me I just keep playing my song Hoping that I get along You don't know how much it means In the morning I gotta have this blues I gotta have You don't know how much this means

We came to smash We came to smash smash We came to smash you smash In black tux In a black tux Ooh in the black tuxedo. You clap your hands,

Back to when my young heart burned like a fire. Nothing but a grand illusion, Legend in my own mind. Nothing but a grand illusion. I saw you in a dream, it hit me like a bright light Flashing on a screen, visions of my whole life. I used to chase the

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

My father's eyes. I looked into my father's eyes. When I look in my father's eyes. Bit by bit, I've realized That's when I need my father's eyes. Sailing down behind the sun, Waiting for my prince to come. Praying for the healing rain To restore my soul

Bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped And clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) And clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) Some niggas need the henny to endure the drama All I need is information on your crib and armour When it

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby Ll the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing Before I met you baby, never

Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running 'round. Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about. When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. Said, "It's all right, take