Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing Yo thang, yo thang The doors are open Sister Martha, so glad to see you Glad your parole came through Oh yea so glad everybody came out this morning We reading from

Take my hand Let's walk through love's door And be free from the world once more Here's my arms We can hide today And love the world away Every now and then When the world steps in Stealin' all our time away

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night Nobody's romancing, 'cause it's too early for dancing But here comes the music With the rest of the clowns Sweepin' the floors, open up the doors Bright light's flashing They cover up

The richest man in Babylon There is no guidance in your kingdom Your wicked walk in Babylon There is no wisdom to your freedom Your beggars sleep outside your doorway Your prophets leave to wonder on You fall asleep at night with worry The saddest man in

No one gets out alive Oh, another truth And there's nowhere you can hide Oh, in this house of doom Oh, once you step inside Ain't no one gets out alive Take all that you can Take it all I know you'll do it again

I have, I hold the key, to nothing, it's a small Murder, murders in the hands, of motion, as It seems to be No more doors No more locks No more windows No more box

I'm a hawg for you, baby Hawg for you, baby Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord I'm gonna root all around your door I'm a dirty hawg for you, baby And I'm gonna keep on rootin' All around your door, baby, now now I'm gonna keep on rootin', baby Till I can't root no

You really ought to think about it 'Fore you leave me Before you walk out that door Hang your clothes in the closet You're forgetting one thing I'm the one who saved you From a long lonely life I'm the one who gave you

It's the House Rent Boogie I come home last Friday, talk to the woman that I lost my job She says, don't confront me and so I have my rent next Friday And next Friday come, I didn't have the rent and out the door I went Come here now, y'all, right 'cross

Fuck you, I'll do what I want to do I don't subscribe to your cultural norms Ichi, ni, san, go, roku, nana, hachi, kyu, jyuu We are dangerous teenagers I'm at the door at a quarter to four Poppers popping baby might take some more I'm fucking loose,