You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Every day with someone new I fall in love just a little ol' little bit Love with every stranger, the stranger the better And so I fall in love just a little ol' little bit Go take this the wrong way You knew who I was with every step that I ran to you

Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel (Kelly/Mann) I can barely keep a grip on the pen I hold Better get a grip on myself I'm told I've grown bitterly, shameslessly, Indescribably cold I dove well into my cups And wrote you a note full of

War Machine Gimme that thing and feed your war Push your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been peeking all around While they're messing about Better get your name, come on in Make a stand, show your hand Call in the high command

I know I can't get you home No I, I can't feel the heat So I can treat you better (Keep together, stand on together) Bring the heat Doing all that I can for you To be a woman and man, Yet don't let it catch you,

You can't make me love you if I won't You can't make me love you, no I won't, I won't I shoulda' known better You can't make me love you if I don't You can't change my heart, you're tryin' too hard I don't understand it, I don't understand it If I don't

I'm going all out if it's 'bout mine I'm getting my shine on, I been on my grind Feel like I'm different, I'm one of a kind Buy her a Birkin bag, keep her up to par Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off Had to play my role, now I'm taking

Dear we better get a drink in you Before you start to bore us That's what you are today Somewhere inside your head Haunted by the important Life you could've lead Sit down dear we gotta talk You're acting like a kid We don't want to hear about

And I got you now, I'm not alone All I need in this life is one From the altar to the grave Trying to find a way, getting better every day And only savior of masochists It's the last days of our life and faith, amen Well, it's the dead end, slave One