All I need is love One day I'm up, the next I'm down One day you're here, the next you're gone And I'm just a little bit I'm just a little bit lonely And I'm gonna pull through To shake off the blues I need your sweet, sweet love To get me on my feet

Take me down there Photographic relapse People feeding frenzy The devil is so lovely Shake your spear at Shakespeare Gaining independence Then themselves, then themselves By myself, by myself Plagiarized existence exist

Turn up the night! A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul So get a good hold, yeah Turn up the night, it feels so right! You know

Here's to the farmer Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey Hold one up for the banker downtown That got him on his feet with handshake money Here's to the farmer's wife That loves him every

I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me I heard you talkin' cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me Now you wanna be my friend, no, you ain't

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief

It goes on and on and on the party don't stop till the mysteries gone. I've seen it all, I'll see it again Welcome to Babylon I shake allot of hands but I don't got allot of friends. Welcome to Babylon. It goes on and on and on hell raising Hollywood It

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

Hey kids, rock and roll Nobody tells you where to go, baby Tick-tock, tick-tock Nobody tells you what to do, baby Hey, kids, where are you? Hey kids, shake a leg Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby Maybe I ride, maybe you walk Maybe I drive to get off,