I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me That your daddy's gonna take us in, baby, take care of me Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a

When will this payday be? For these retired slaves Tell us this hour Tell us now! Slavedriver Poison the 666 conception now!! Hey slavedriver! I'm asking you this question again and again and again Work police- you false priest!

When you're out Tell your lucky one To know that you'll leave But you don't lock when you're fleeing I'd like not hear keys Only hold till your coffee warms But don't hurry and speed One a time put a tongue In your ear on the beach

My song of the end Take him back to Avalon Oh, I haven't been here for a while In blindness and decay The circle's been closed, now I've seen it all Listen crowd I'll tell you everything Though I have to say

I wanna run to you (oooh) Won't you hold me in your arms And keep me safe from harm I want to run to you (oooh) But if I come to you (oooh) Tell me, will you stay or will you run away I know that when you look at me There's so much that you just don't

The march of time it has begun Somewhere far beyond And then the march of time begins I am the narrator And now I'll tell You And what I saw And how it ends I came from far

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

No house on a hill full of life's finer things And I'll tell you right now there's a whole lot that I just can't do So girl, I can't buy you a big diamond ring Oh, but baby, don't think I can't love you I learned the hard way real early in life That

We'll fight 'til we fall Swashbucklers 'til we die To the end of time we will sail the seas With cutlasses in hand We'll terrorize the land Though the hands of fate may strike us down Gather round and listen As I tell you now this tale The grim legacy of

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all