Prepare for nuclear attack Dropped from Enola, a city erased, threat of the future displayed A power unheard of a power unseen Flash out of nowhere, the sky is burning At 8:16 AM Tokyo control realized something was wrong Reports of explosions,

Do you, Mr. Jones? You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you will say when you get home Because something is happening here but you

So baby come and take a swim with me Make me ripple 'til I'm wavy Don't be scared to dive in deep And start a tsunami Please don't tip-toe Come close, let's flow Anchor in me, get lost at sea The world's your oyster, and I am the pearl

Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts they fade away I seem to recognize your face Haunting, familiar yet I can't seem to place it Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name Lifetimes are catching up with me All these

Monty, this seems strange to me You don't owe me anything You don't want this sympathy (waste your breath) Don't you waste your breath (waste your breath) Just let go The movies had that movie thing But nonsense has a welcome ring And heroes don't come

You've pushed me one too many times It's not that complicated and you ain't gotta believe They'll put me down in a hole before I let you succeed I've never been complacent, I can't afford to be I know you think you're special but you ain't nothin' I'm

Thing I'm in is just a sack o'woe Always screaming cause I'm suffering so Life's done never such a terrible blow Misery company and I'm feeling low Trouble follows me wherever I go Trouble one thing I understand Seems to be a part of me Misery and me go

What's it gonna take to make it Man I can't take this Everything's drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow We were drinkin' dinner on the Sunset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night

Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46 In the morning, crack of dawn and Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this paging me and why? It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop Told me he was in the

Obviously you ain't shaking him I see that nigga, I'm slaying him Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this Ain't tryna be your alternate Fuck it, you can stay with him Why the hell you wanna stay with him? You don't know what you could be You ain't don't even