We'll put the speakers in the window and we'll go On the roof and listen to the miracles Echo to the alley down below There's a soul in the city Bring over some of you old Motown records Bring over some of your old Motown records Let's dance together

Over hills and valleys too Don't let them fool you Jah free the people Don't believe one minute, they don't like you Don't believe for a minute that they are with you Only Rasta free the people A who free the people It hard, it hard, it hard (let them

Never thought I'd fall, But now I hear love call, I'm getting sentimental over you Things you say and do, Just thrill me through and through, I'm getting sentimental over you. I thought I was happy, I could live without love Now I must admit,

Crucify you Now the party's over And the money's all gone You remember feeling like Your girl has left your side And now you're gonna get crucified They're gonna crucify you In those old cotton fields back home

I'm not here for your entertainment You don't really wanna mess with me tonight Just stop and take a second I was fine before you walked into my life Cause you know it's over, before it began Keep your drink, just give me the money It's just you and your

There’s no way that it’s not going there With the way that we’re looking at each other We just dance backwards into each other Trying to keep our feelings secretly covered Every second with you I want another But maybe we can hold off one sec So we can

Alright children, the lights are out, and the party's over It's time for me, Dr. D, to start running and say goodbye, for a little while And I know you're gonna miss me, so I'll leave you with this You know that big ball of radiation we call the sun Well

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

Far away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back

Don't fuck with my love I don't wanna know that, babe That heart is so cold All over my home I told her she knows Take aim and reload I met this girl late last year She said, "Don't you worry if I disappear" I told her, "I'm not really looking for