They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the

You gotta be be good to me I'm gonna be be good to you We'll be happy as can be Just gotta be be good to me, baby! I've been hurt before I'm gonna be be good so tell me that you're gonna be good too I'll pick you up at seven

If God is willing I had this perfect dream Un sueño me envolvió This dream was me and you Tal vez estás aquí I want all the world to see Un instinto me guiaba A miracle sensation My guide and inspiration

Binding spirits Trapped in time space Fire in the eye Realm of mystic majesty It's gone away, it's gone away, it's gone for good Animal spirits come calling me home Through the tunnels of brilliant light The magnet of wisdom is pulling

Leave a light, a light on In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of this storm When I'm rolling with the punches and hope is gone Millions of miles from home In the swirling swimming on When I'm rolling with the thunder but bleed from thorns

Connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) Running to a pussy and collect his watch Chasers, chasers, chasers, chasers, gang! When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top Yeah, gang! Ayy, brand new Glock .40

Hello, hello Hello, hello, hello Hey Mr. Grumpy Gills When life get's you down you know what you got to do I don't know what you got to do when life gets you down Just keep swimming, just keep swimming Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming Dory, no

We'll run where lights won't chase us Hide where love can save us I will never let you go Breathing you in when I want you out Finding our truth in a hope of doubt Lying inside our quiet drama Wearing your heart like a stolen dream Opening skies with

Blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe Someone's got it in for me They're planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick But when they will I can only

I'm a get up soon in the mornin' I believe I'll dust my broom Want every downtown man she meets I believe, I believe my time ain't long I'll quit the best gal, I'm lovin' Now my friends can get in my room I'm gonna write a letter, gonna call every town I