No, we're not gonna work this out tonight (We won't work this out) No, we're not gonna make this right So I'll give a kiss and say goodbye (Give a kiss goodbye) Cause we're not gonna work this out, tonight Well, here we are again Throwing punchlines, no

But we'll save the bones for Henry Jones 'cause Henry don't eat no meat Tonight we'll have a party We'll eat some food that's rare And at the head of the table We'll place brother Henry's chair Invite all the local big dogs We'll laugh and talk and eat

The house was like a tomb. I was hiding in my room. As my brother made his way on down the hall. I didn't want to say goodbye. And I was trying to deny there was a war, And that he got the call. I watched him from my window Walking down the drive. Then I

Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms You should not treat me like a stranger Our Father would not like the way that you act And you must realize the danger Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you And one deserving of affection And is our purpose not

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Go marching in (marching in) Yes, I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching in Sisters and brothers This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go Marching In" Here

As time was ticking We were winning And it all was going as planned Politicians stand between the lines of making headlines Street signs saying you're going the wrong way Fading faster now You can try to break us And make us fall apart

What did I do to your heart Did I break it, apart Did I break it, your heart And I just don't know why What did I do to your Baby girl I'm just a bit confused You've been acting like you've been abused By me lately, What's going on

Hello Beautiful But tonight, I'm gonna fly Cause I go across the world And see everything, and never be satisfied If I couldn't see those eyes How's it going? I hear its wonderful In California

Don't speak Now you're gone There's a lot that you don't notice When you read between the lines The future's out of focus, When you're blinded by the light. It's a hope for all the hopeless In the worst of trying times