They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh On the last tour my mates

And I don't even know his last name My momma would be so ashamed It started off "hey cutie, where you from?" And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?" And I don't even know my last name Last night, I got served, a little bit too much of that

Black treacle More like black treacle than tar Somebody told the stars you're not coming out tonight And so they found a place to hide Lately I've been seeing things Belly button piercings in the sky at night When we're side by side And I don't mean to

I gotta be, gotta be, gotta gotta be me! March to the beat C'mon you need to see that I gotta be me You let 'em move those feet and they'll set you free I march to the beat gonna do my thang C'mon and feel this beat cause I gotta be me (ba da da dum dum

Out of your mind Oh, you must be crazy or high I thought I knew who you were I thought I did, now I ain't so sure I can't believe what I see I take a look and I know what you need Days have changed and rolled by They are forever 'til the day that I die

Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh baby, Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb? Mother do you think they'll like this song? Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls? Mother should I build the wall? Mother should I run for President? Mother should I

Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore Turn away and slam the door The cold never bothered me anyway I don't care What they're going to say Let the storm rage on Standing frozen In this life I've chosen

Here and now our choices here are growing thin, As children grow they grow with what they see In these times where paranioa closes in Power and hate a rampaging disease In our minds we build the blocks to what we need In our minds we are reaching out for

On the floor? If he ain't Let me know Lemme see if you can run it, run it Girl indeed I can run it, run it I got friends and you got friends They hop out and you hop in I look fly and they jockin'

I'm not free at all (Ooh, ooh, ooh) My heart is like a haunted house They make their music in the night There's things in there that scratch about And in the day they give me such a fright There's things in there that scream and shout Wish I could find a