And a couple little shacks You gotta go deep Way on back Cross a few creeks And you kick it into four wheel drive when you run out of road You gotta get lost Crickets and frogs Yeah you're gettin' close now

Chainsmoking your love It's getting harder to breathe Can't be good for my sanity Can't be good for my lungs I know my lease is up and the bailiff's at the door And still I'm hanging on to the life we had before I know this cold love won't lead me to the

In the middle of the night You gotta come on, come on Say that we'll be together Come on, come on When I'm in this dream It's like a million little stars Spelling out your name I'm caught up in you Burning brighter than the sun

Livin' this champagne life, everything's okay. Let's toast it up. Oh, baby let's toast it up. Oh, champagne life. Yes, well it's a beautiful day. It's gon' be a beautiful night. Break out the champagne. Everybody get a glass. Let's start it off sexy.

(maybach music, its deeper than the verse baby, its deeper than the rap). Doing a 150 miles and running, Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunning, Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny, Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us, We

Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man Washed his face with a fryin' pan Combed his hair with a wagon wheel And died with a toothache in his heel Old Dan Tucker come to town Riding a billy

We 'bout to go up baby, up we go Gonna give it to you I want to get louder I got to get louder We're blowing out speakers Our heart a little clearer In capital letters For worse or for better Yeah, then there was you

And the wills of the river Leads you here Where the wind it is yielding And the light it is clear To rest upon forever Or to live for one more day No I won't restrain the morning I'll get ready for this spring Oh see them planets shining

(Running right off the track) Runaway train Get it on, get it up Living on the ecstasy Your mind on fantasy Old school rebel A ten for the revelry Diamond of the agency Shake it, shake it

Dial tone, nothing but that high note We go, breaking up like cell phones When I speak, 'cause you don't listen when I talk When you speak 'cause I don't listen when you talk Words turn to riddles, we make it worse Gets worse with every letter, letter