Yeah some kind of gift they're given That makes this life worth livin' And it makes a man a man Somethin' about a woman Yeah some kind sweet little something That I may never understand Oh there's nothing like that She pulled her hair back to sun her

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A They have everything for young men to enjoy You can hang out with all the boys You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal You can do what ever you feel Young man, there's no need to feel down I said, young man,

And these wars, they can't be won And on and on United States! You and me are the same We don't know or care who's to blame But we know that whoever holds the reins Nothing will change

I was just about to leave It don't seem that late now I thought the party was windin' down Gonna stay now Bring the Tanqueray I'll See how this plays out Until you looked at me But hey now look what I just found Look what I just found

Natural as the way we came to be Good times they come and they go Never going to know Never as good as the first time (never as good as the first time) Second time is not quite what it seemed Second time won't live up to the dream What fate is going to

(Hey!) No cars go Between the click of the light and the start of the dream Where we know We know a place where no planes go We know a place where no ships go We know a place no space ships go We know a place where no subs go

And you know what to do to help Used to look at me and tell me, "Don't stress, love" Cut me off, tell me stay blessed, love Hey, stay blessed Note to self, stay true to self (True, true, true, true) Shorty, I could use the help (True, true, true, true)

White riot, I want to riot White riot, a riot of my own Just what they're told to And nobody wants To go to jail Black man gotta lotta problems But they don't mind throwing a brick White people go to school Where they teach you how to be thick

Because the night life It ain't no good life but it's my life When that ev'nin' sun goes down Yeah, you'll find me hangin' around Yeah, yeah, yeah listen to the blues Listen to what they're sayin' Oh, please listen to the blues Listen to the blues

Am I breathing underwater? Is this my life? I'm the blade You're the knife I'm the weight You're the kite I can see the end But it hasn't happened yet They were right when they said