And render myself helpless I breakdown And let the story guide me And everything is clear So I wither And give myself away

Let's build a stairway to the stars And climb that stairway to the stars With love beside us to fill the night with a song We'll hear the sound of violins Out yonder where the blue begins The moon will guide us as we go drifting along Can't we sail away

Will you be there beside me Will you be there to guide me All the way through, I wonder will you If the world falls apart And will all of out moments Remain in your heart Walk by my side, and follow my dreams And bear with my pride, as strong as it seems

You got to keep your head up high La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la You need a little light to guide the way Waiting on the sun to shine again You need a little hope to carry on In the middle of the night when

To find the truth we must turn around We are lost but keep moving forward We're born helpless But guided by humanity What was compassion? Soon controls the way we think Familiarity has left me desensitized And inanity keeps deception disguised History

I come so you can know me I'm here to make you proud I come to wreck and guide you You know I'm coming for you Cause I got nothing to lose And now I'm still on my way for the pay Come closer inside There's something I need you to see It's just a picture

You're wrong if you think I'll be just like you You thought you were there to guide me, We hard, extra large, youse a ho, (what!) you were only in my way, You were only in my way, (chop chop!) If you ain't crunk, what you in here for, We, we, we ride out,

You know I could be just like you You were only in my way You thought you were standing beside me You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you You thought you were there to guide me You're wrong if you think that I'll be Just like you I could be

Haunted nights for haleyon days Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice Nature's way struck grief in me And I became a ghost in sickness Willingly guided into heresy Beneath the surface, stark emptiness And you'd pity my conviction Whereas I thought of

I used to make a living, man Baby, baby, make me a loco PT-boat on the way to Havana Pickin' the banana. Now I'm a guide for the CIA Hooray for the USA! Baby, baby, make me a mambo. Sent to spy on a Cuban talent show First stop, Havana au go-go