Choke me, spank me, pull my hair Cinnamon with a taste of honey, it ain't funny When she walks in the room I can't help actin' a fool I know what she like, she act right She act like she ain't gon' survive the night Without my dick all up in her ass, so

Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me out We have problems I wanted to be a better brother, better son My friends and I have problems Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me down Those stairs is where I'll be hiding all my problems My friends

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down If you can hold on Yeah, you know you got to help me out You know you got to help me out You're gonna bring yourself down Is there room

Won't you exorcise my mind? Set me free from my jealousy I want to be free as I'll ever be Exorcise my mind Help me exorcise my mind It was a slight on my honor so he deserved it But we are talking about the most brilliant mind this world has ever seen

Leave out all the rest When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed And don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory I can't be who you are So, if you're asking me, I want you

Whiskey do my talkin' Here's to you my hundred proof friend I'm not some come on strong romeo cowboy No I'm not that type Without a little help I probably have two left feet But you're not gonna let that happen tonight

Let a wind mill blow This dust out of my head Let a steeple ring Let a baby yell Give an old man grumble Lay a high boot heel Take a rail car whine I want to feel the wave beat hard against me

And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me" I can't help this awful energy God damn right, you should be scared of me Who is in control? I'm bigger than my body I'm colder than this home I'm meaner than my demons I'm bigger than these

Can you feel me? Would you touch me? Can you help me? Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Hey you, don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight

Sometimes you get it Sometimes you get got Don't mix your whiskey with decision Said the old man to the young man Leanin' on the fence Spittin' out his wisdom That didn't make much sense He said I'm gon' give ya somethin' That'll help you in a jam