One nation under a groove Gettin' down just for the funk of it One nation and we're on the move Nothin' can stop us now Getting down for the one which we believe in Ready or not, here we come So wide you can't get around it So low you can't get under it

Live with the lies I tell Live with the pain you feel Oh baby said its killin' me girl Said I just don't understand Why you wanna be with this kind of man oh ho Why would you love a fool with all the things I do I know its hard for you Hard for you to

Is she ultra violent? Is she disturbed? I better tell her that I love her Before she does it all over again Oh God, she's killing me For now I lie around Hell that's all I can really do She takes good care of me Just keep saying my love is true

Are you ready? Really need to know Really want to know Are we gonna talk? It's the second time around For you and I boy And believe me it's confusing me

I just wanna know what's on your mind I used to say I wanna die before I'm old But because of you I might think twice I need to know That when I fail you'll still be here 'Cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds And we'll make money

'Cause blinded I was blindsided 'Cause blinded I am blindsided Bike down, down to the downtown Down to the lock down, boards, nails lie around I crouch like a crow Contrasting the snow For the agony, I'd rather know Peek in, into the peer in I'm not

'Cause I know he's here He's everywhere Take a look around oh and you will see That cross we bear It's in the air Lord we thank you for these gifted hands I remember the day that he came in I can't believe how long it's been Like a poet, he began to play

I got, yeah I got plenty whoadie I got hittas whoadie Tell 'em bring my car around Yeah I got plenty whoadie Goddamn, these snitches nosy Is it true you performed with Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards? I don't know, but I know I did perform at

A thick fog lies ahead The ocean's deadly calm Their ship glides on the silent waves Into the unknown He cannot turn around For him it's much too late He puts his back into the oar And rows towards his fate The ship cuts through, the milk white mist

I’m in it for the long haul I know it ain't easy 'Cause I'm the kind of man that makes it hard to love I just wanna believe that all this runnin’ Could lead to all this comin’ back around I'm in it for the long haul Let’s pick up the pieces