I'm bad for you love, but I'm your cigarette So baby come and get it right now, now, now I can take you higher, then low, low, low All up on my body, boy go down, down Come and get it right now Come and get it right now, now So go on and smoke that shit

My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a

Do you picture a better life? But I can't shake the feeling That you picture a better life, better wife, better nights, better high I can't seem to understand it How did we get so low I've been up late watching you breathe Wondering if you're going to

Feel like throwin' in the towel, don't be a fool Below the belt That's how it'll always be Hold your head up high, look 'em in the eye Never say die Ow get up, get up and make it work They're out to knock you out n' put you down for the count Hey, watch

Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

'Cause I'm a man on a wire, on a wire I'm just a man on a wire, oh My heart is in my throat I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you And I've got my eyes closed As long as the wind blows I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you, you I'm a man

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with major tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know major tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song I've heard a

Let it go, ooo ooo 'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke You could go hard or you could go home You could live life or you could just fold You could stay young or you could grow old You could get high or you could get low Love is much more that paper You can get