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

There's no end in sight Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn

Friends that come and go Yeah, they'll be there when you need them, They say that when you don't I could give up on my heroes Could let myself down, too But what would I do If I lost my faith in you? My faith in you Yeah, this world will turn its back

It's an illusion Can't believe what you hear Don't believe what you read Here and gone in a day Not what it seems this American dream Just drifting away After all that we've seem A complete waste of time Just a nursery rhyme

Compton Boulevard, Wilmington Rosecrans, Central Don't get this motherfucker roped off Y'all gon' get this motherfucker roped off Posted on Brazil and Wilmington Red flag, red khakis, red Pendleton Cold steel got 'em trembling Stomp a nigga out (In

Times are good or bad, happy or sad Let's stay together I, I'm I'm so in love with you Whatever you want to do Is all right with me Cause you make me feel so brand new And I want to spend my life with you Let me say that since, baby, since we've been

High of something, high of something If you got drugs in this motherfucker Let me see your hands in the air Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us So let's get high off something 'til your mothafucking brain don't function I'm in this mothafucker

Let's build a stairway to the stars And climb that stairway to the stars With love beside us to fill the night with a song We'll hear the sound of violins Out yonder where the blue begins The moon will guide us as we go drifting along Can't we sail away

For the sinner, God is ready God is ready, when you're ready We don’t need no truth, got planted now It grows on trees I don’t let it or 8 side loose There’s no saint and there’s no sinner Done more dirt than these I know that we can do more right that

I'm just second hand news When times go bad And let me do my stuff I'm just second hand news yeah When times go rough Won't you lay me down in tall grass I know there's nothing to say Someone has taken my place I know I got nothin' on you