O-lo-e-o-lo-lo The sun's gonna shine on me And all the people go Tell all the people go Let my hands go free And there's nowhere I'd rather be (rather be) On the day all the hands go free (hands go free) All the people go

You just didn't know me I'm the hunter If travel is searching And home what's been found I'm not stopping I'm goin' hunting I'll bring back the goods But I don't know when I thought, I could organize freedom

Oh no, uh no, oh she did it again Oh no, uh no, she did it again Ushadile (she's married) Beyond freedom and dignity Beyond the dying of the light She takes me Beyond reason and the trinity Beyond the sun and out of sight

I've been rollin' on the freeway I've been riding 85 I've been thinking way too much And I'm way too gone to drive I got anger in my chest I got millions on my mind And you didn't fit the picture So I guess you weren't the vibe I come through with

Left their letters in the sand Such waste of life Dreams of freedom turned to dust how many wasted lives How many dreams did fade away Broken promises They won't be coming home Oh mothers wipe your tears

Treat me nice says the party girl Koke adds life where there isn't any So freeze, man, freeze Elevator! Going up! In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor The money can be made if you really want some more Executive decision, a clinical precision

To win the retreat, we all in too deep She's in love with who I am I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know winter's here My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt That's just all he

I need to heart-break-loose-the wind Dedela umoya wami, baba (set my spirit free, father) Take my heart away (repeat) To be the sound of wild geese calling To be ten seasons in a night To dance the sun beyond the tides of war and peace To put silence

Children of the beast embrace To scorn and hate the human race Consume the light that hugs the earth And aid the womb in giving birth To a group that will appear And guide you through this final year The dark armies then will come When the Sum is 41

I wanna be your Friday night sweet ride Summertime sunshine barefoot in the moonlight I wanna be your jackpot hot spot wide Open road in a candy apple rag top I wanna be, wanna be your Friday night I wanna set you free, I wanna take you high I don't