All around the world same song All all around the world same song I came for the party to get naughty get my rocks on Eat popcorn watch you move your body to the pop song That I'm singing dinga linging funky beats ringing Everybody's swinging in the

Oh, love, don't keep me And love, don't leave me guessing Show yourself to me And love, don't leave me waiting Love, you've been hesitating You've been hanging on for that sign too long And love, you've been leaving me waiting And I don't know why or

I get so restless You were so poised Like some matador raising his steel It's the same old useless ceremony And a last bow before the kill Restless sir Every junkie in this laundromat Is equal in the eyes of your lord But you just put your hand to your

I'll shout it out like a bird set free I find myself in my melodies I sing for love, I sing for me You held me down We hold on so tight, we cannot deny Eats us alive, oh it eats us alive, oh Yes, there's a scream inside that we all try to hide We hold on

Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night. You were only waiting for this moment to arise Take these

La, la, la, la, oh And I saw sparks Yeah I saw sparks Did I drive you away I know what you'll say You say, oh, sing one we know But I promise you this I'll always look out for you

Tear down these walls for me It's not too late for me Stop me from going under You are the only one who knows I'm holding back To keep from sinking further I'm trying to find my way out

Watchin' that blonde hair swing To every song I'd sing You were California beautiful I was playin' everything but cool I can still hear that sound Of every wave crashin' down Like the tears we cried That day we had to leave It was everything we wanted it

I miss the old you Or, "I love you daddy" You ungrateful bitch The more the baddie, more the bratty Take you shopping for them clothes I used to hold you I miss the old me And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you When it was on, we was on fire

For angels to fly And they say She's in the class A team Stuck in her daydream Been this way since 18 But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream