I'll stand on the highway and stop someone I'll cross the deserts and oceans, a river that's frozen I'll follow the stars just to find where you are You can count on me Make a wish, close your eyes, and believe I'll be home, home, home, home, home by

There are no more tales to be told! No more stories from battles of old! Now it seems our journey has come to an end! We are scraping the barrel my friend! For many a-year we have travelled the seas Singing songs about pirates and all their misdeeds!

Hard luck story It's a hard luck Don't ask me to love my neighbor Don't ask me to tip the waiter Don't ask me to pray to Jesus Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favors I won't lend a hand And if I had real power

Forget about your house of cards And I'll do mine Denial, denial Fall off the table Your ears should be burning I don't want to be your friend I just want to be your lover No matter how it ends No matter how it starts

They've been spending most their lives Living in a pastime paradise Living in a future paradise Tell me who of them will come to be How many of them are you and me Consolation Living for the future paradise They've been wasting most their time Glorifying

Roll to every station, murder the DJ If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party,

Another lonely superstar To get away inside your car Take it much too far Surrender to the brave inside Take it, too my ride (Another lonely superstar to getaway inside your car) (Surrender to the brave inside a lover that another tried) That’s right

Touching the untouchables but they don't know Respect the disrespectable's, but in the end you know You turn away, what can I say? Hello to you, my sweet young friends Have you got money perhaps you could lend? I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun

They go from getting buzzed into wasted Might not remember what they're sayin' A honky-tonk station Spendin' what you spent the week makin' Ask a little hottie what her name is Radio turned up and playin' loud The whole world's asleep and we're wide

She likes to shake her ass She grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair, when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down She's naughty 'til the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad bad girlfriend! My girlfriend's a dick