No one sees the things you do Because I stand in front of you But you drive me all the time You put the evil in my mind I used to sing and say my prayers Live my life without a care Now I have become a fool I tried to listen to the mule How can I change

Serves you right for sayin' good-bye Serves you right for sayin' good-bye. I can't help you-because it feels good telling you You and I were so in love. You were all I was thinkin' of. There was so much magic in your eyes. Then one day you said we were

They're pulling me under Voices, In my head again I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind Baiting me in a war I can't win I can hear them now Trapped in a game inside my own skin I don't know myself anymore Voices in my head

You know I, this is James Brown I'm such a lover of people Because people did so much for me I'm a lover of all humanity, all man kind And I feel that he who has been successful Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother I feel that's my role,

Life starts now. 'Cause life starts now. You've done all the things that could kill you somehow And you're so far down But you will survive it somehow because life starts now. You've done all the things that could kill you somehow, And you're so far

I call it love Baby, I don't know what love is Maybe I'm a fool I just know what I'm feeling And it's all because of you Don't tell me I don't know I want the truth 'Cause they call it

You are my one true love Light of my life, fire in my loins And I'm off to the races, cases Of Bacardi chasers Chasing me all over town Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me I'm your little scarlet starlet Singing in the garden

What's going on? Could this be my understanding It's not your fault, I was being too demanding I must admit it's my pride that made me distant All because I hoped that you'd be someone different There's not much to know about you Fear will always make

At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car When you hit the ground, check the lost and found Because it ain't my problem now I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own I have

They'll never listen Because their minds are made up And 'course it's all okay to carry on that way Not in the same way Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks Or knackered Converse Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is