Tell Mama, all about it Tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want And I'll make everything alright You thought you'd found a good girl One to love you and give you the world Now you find that you've been misused Talk to me, I'll do what you

No, musical genocide I do not agree, this is not for me I will not commit, nor will I submit To, musical genocide This is not for me, I won't let it be Give me a blues song, tell the world what's wrong Singing his stories of love and pain, woah I do not

The whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieving Who's got the brain of JFK? What's it mean to us now? Oh, it's sound insurance But I can tell you, this is no lie You, you've been taught We'd been the same, now they got you in

My world, rhyme vicious White girl, team full of bad bitches Cotton candy, laced in gold Stack that money, sushi roll Bottles up, feeling throw'd V.I.P it, overload George tell em next, half a mill Ugh, hands in the air This is for the bitches getting

Whether we like it or not The best I can tell The world’s gone to hell I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Well, it’s all going to pot And we’re all gonna miss it a lot All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the

We turn it to hope This heart don't count on the wicked We face this world alone When all that want is to break you Turn anger into hope These eyes don't cry at all I'm telling you tonight I swear to tear up these nails from across the bed For giving you

Orbiting your living room, Cashing in the bill of rights This is Radio Clash can we get that world to listen? Interrupting all programs This is radio clash from pirate satellite Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights This is radio clash on

You know it's you that I love, you that I love, oh You make me proud I wanna tell the world about you now So let me say it loud, loud Can't be quiet, no Can't deny, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No I swear I'll never let them bring you down Kisses to

I'm comin' home to you Oh girl, it seems the whole wide world seems to say Hotels that all look the same Just seem to drive me insane But I can't get away Until I receive a call that tells me that will be all And then I hop a plane It's true, I'm not

I won't stand in line I'd do almost anything if I could make you mine You told me I was one in a million Everything you wanted in this world Every time I turn around I hear tell you paint the town With one of this million other girls Oh, watcha do to me