Lady starlight, help me tonight Help me to find my love I see the stars, they're miles and miles away Walking through a winter night, Counting the stars And passing time Like our love Lady starlight, help me to find my love

I went through the fire Flames made me pure Fears were fishing for a confession I ain't bite the lord Took a tour of the country In a federal van The light overcame the darkness In the devilish land Knowing that the change must come but Sam Cook seems

Take a little walk in the country with me Come on now Runnin' from the rate race Just as fast as I can Take off my tie so I can breathe Me, I'm going where the fresh air's blowin' Walk in the country with me Watch the sun sinkin' down on the trees

I'm made of metal My circuits gleam I am perpetual I keep the country clean Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives

Ayy, nigga, Bomptown finest Bomptown finest This is Bomptown's finest Nigga, Bomptown's finest Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown finest I done did the unexpected They countin' niggas out, now them dickheads respect us You unsure about me bein' successful Well,

That's what country is It's homemade peach ice cream on sunburnt lips It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall It's a hide away bed in an old horse stall Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone's farm kiss It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell

Go go. Go Johnny go Johnny B. Goode Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode That never ever learned to

They'll laugh as they watch us fall I want the truth! We're not droplets in the ocean The lucky don't care at all It's unnatural selection I'm hungry for some unrest Counter balance this commotion No chance for fate I wanna push it beyond the peaceful

I'm scared to death when I see them arrive Infected eyes red, staring at me The time has come for retribution Now they're counting my actions The cries and shouts are confusing me Falling in disgrace, I don't want to go now And I am facing them, it seems

It's been a bad day Please don't take a picture Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord Count your blessings We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down A public service Announcement followed me home the other day I paid it never mind