Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Everybody cut, everybody cut Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what? Oh,

The stars about to fall So what you say Lyla The world around us makes me feel so If you can't hear me call Then I can't say Lyla Heaven help you catch me if I fall Calling all the stars to fall

Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more Hard time here and everywhere you go Times is harder than ever been before And the people are driftin' from door to door Can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go Hear me tell you people, just before I

I bow my head, I pray to God Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord! If I die today, on the highway to heaven Can I let my top down in my 911? Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic You can't stop a

If it leads me to you As I walk this world, tired and alone Got one foot in the grave, Lord, help me make it home I'll carry your pain, my words bleed straight and true My lost heaven has been turned upside down Dead and buried is the joy which I once

I can't just preach, baby, preach If I'm not even tryna make the change I wanna see I can't sit and hope, I Can't just sit and pray, that I can find a love, when All I see is pain And heaven knows I'm not helpless, yeah I can't see the use in me crying

Little by little, day by day There's a little piece of heaven Right here where you are The fact that you keep trying Is what sets you apart. Help me find the reason And I'll help you find the way To get rid of all your pain Now don't you be afraid

Heaven, help me I'll watch it all from afar Oh, never leave me out I'll watch it all fall apart Help me, help me, help me, help me Just another brain on the campus I'm standing by the sidelines I'm standing by Just another man in the field

Someone save us Heaven help us now Come crashing down We'll hear the sound As you're falling down Or make a saint of me? And will you lay for me? 'Cause I'll give you all the nails you need (You don't know a thing about my sins)

You get tired and disgusted with me But I can't be just what you want me to be I still love you and I try real hard I swear one day you'll have a brand new car I even asked God to try to help me He looked down from Heaven and said to tell you please Just