Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms

Dance, dance We're falling apart to halftime And these are the lives you love to lead I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds Why don't you show me a little bit of spine Dance this is the way they'd love (way

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's

Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching You must be laughing Out on some borderline Some mark of inbetween I lay down golden-in time And woke up vanishing Sweet bird you are Briefer than a falling star All these vain promises on

From the pinnacle It is a long way down You are cast out from the heavens to the ground Blackened feathers falling down You will wear your independence like a crown You have the power You wear the crown You wield the scepter

My body tells me no but I won't quit 'Cause I want more 'cause I want more His eyes are open his eyes are open Stop the train is ridin' down to the station Where you lived when we were school kids Hey the rails are caught now And I am falling down fools

From the pinnacle It is a long way down You are cast out from the heavens to the ground Blackened feathers falling down You will wear your independence like a crown You have the power You wear the crown You wield the scepter

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's

She is gone At the dawn of our living time Harvest of Sorrow Your seed is grown In a frozen world full of cries When the ray of life shrinks Shall cold winter nights begin Leaves are falling down The tear maiden will not return

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out