Here's my keys, I want you to take 'em I think I'm gonna need you to get back home Hold on to my hat, I don't wanna lose it I couldn't stand for something else to be gone I'm sure you know the reason I'm here cryin' I think you'll understand why Tonight,

She loves a small town boy like me She can have anybody that she wants to be Anywhere she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

Vai, malandra, an an Ê, 'tá louca, tu brincando com o bumbum An an, tutudum, an an Te pego de jeito Não vou mais parar 'Cê vai aguentar Desce, rebola gostoso Empina me olhando Se eu começar embrazando contigo

No more questions, get back in line! (just get back in line!) The duller the knife, the longer it takes (the longer it takes) But now it's your turn Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean (picking them clean) And carving the truth,

Now it's time for change Nothing stays the same The lines on their faces so deep A revolution, or reach out and touch the day We're overdue, it's time Now it's time I heard some kids telling me How they've lost all faith, in the world

I want Something To Live For Someone to make my life an adventurous dream Someone who'd take my life And make it seem gay as they say it ought to be. Why can't I have love like that brought to me? My eye is watching the noon crowds Searching the

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

Devuélveme el corazón No quiero vivir así Devuélveme las promesas y la vida que perdí Devuélveme esa canción La que con sueños escribí Y llévate los recuerdos que me duelen más que a ti Yo no sé si fue cobardía La culpa fue mia No quise entender

Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too They say that when a high brow meets a low brow Walking along Broadway Soon the high brow, he has no brow Ain't it a shame and you're to blame You produce the same condition Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway I'll go my

(Tommy on the track) Dis moi la vérité, rien que la vérité Est-ce que t'aimes vraiment la meuf avec qui t'es? Ou juste par habitude t'oses plus la quitter? Tu fumais pour fuir, maintenant fuis pour fumer Mon inspiration n'aime pas trop l'industrie