Fall down on your knees and pray People steal, they cheat and lie For wealth and what it will buy Don't they know on the judgment day That their gold and silver will melt away I'd rather be in a deep, dark grave And know that my poor soul was saved Than

Settle down, settle down my boy settle down Settle down, an eat your peas and gravy, my boy Stop wasting all your time with running around the town Knuckle down and find a job and take some responsibility The future's something you should be thinking

I will never let you down When you say you've had enough And you might just give it up When you feeling low on love I’ll be what you dreaming of 'Cause I’ve been sick and working all week And I’ve been doing just fine You’ve been tired of watching me

I don't need y'all anyway I remember when I wasn't this big And now y'all wanna act like y'all know me, yeah Oh, now everybody wanna love me? Try to knock me down but I'm strong Did all this on my own Ain't got no time for no new friends, so for now just

Long as you're holding me down, down, down I'm gon' keep lovin' you down, down, down I'm gon' keep lovin' you When push come to shove When push come to shove, aye Fifth Harmony I need somebody with some patience 'Cause you know I got a temperament

Hey! (hey!) We'll be okay (hey!) 'Cause when the sun comes up (hey!) It's the start of a new day I said, hey! (hey!) We'll be alright (hey!) A hundred million stars Shinin' down on you, tonight (hey!)

Squeeze me baby, 'till the juice runs down my leg I should have quit you long time ago Ohh yeah, long time ago I wouldn't be here, my children Down on this killin' floor I should have listened, baby, to my second mind Ohh, I should have listened, baby,

Down at the Whiskey Living out our dreams Do you remember when? We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Runaways in a van

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Oh, living in the palace of the king Living in the palace Be a natural thing was born down in Dallas, raised up on the city of wind Spent a month of Sundays, talkin' about the places I have been

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do