I need to feel that radio activity Want you to be the heartbeat inside of me? Yeah, I need to feel that radio activity Come with me, this is the sound of the young and free Come with me, you'll break the law if you come with me This is the sound of the

I'm a broke record, a broke record. You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat From the needle through my ahead, hit repeat You're a song I gotta sing along with the men When it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

Well, there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you And there's two white horses following me Did you ever hear that coffin' sound Did you ever hear them church bells tone Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold There's just one last favor

Play dead, play dead with me Close your eyes and don't speak Lay with my body Slow down your heartbeat No need to escape We can find our own way You got me hiding in cupboards 'Cause darlin' you're the only one I can't stand the TV screen

Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!) Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!) Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!) You can't see that on the road, I blank Murda on the beat so it's not nice What I bought (what you buy?) I'm

Making believe, And making believe. That you still love me. It's leaving me Alone and so blue. I'll always dream, but I'll never own you. That's all I can do. I can't hold you close, You're somebody's love,

I'm on my way Tell everybody I'm on my way New friends and new places to see With blue skies ahead yes With the sun beating down yes (I'm on my way now) And there's nowhere else that I'd rather be And I'm loving every step I take

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat I am assured that peace will come to me A peace that can yes surpass the speed yes Of my understanding and my need The golden ratio the shell The stairs ascending round themselves The trees rustle as

I am the city Somewhere in the middle of the never ending noise There is a constant steady rhythm of a heart that beats The skyline is me and the energy I'm the street you walk The language you talk The famous hotels and the cocktail bars And the funny