Why do they always send the poor? Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine Where the fuck are you? Why don't presidents fight the war? Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth Breaking

Here I go again on my own Goin' down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I'll keep livin' the life Living the dream on my own. We could all live the dream I ain't wasting no more time Funny how things change Yet they

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place

I know there's a way Before the awful sound Started coming down It's an awful sound We can make 'em pay Think it over and say (I'm never going back again) We can leave today When you hit the ground You and I were born

Don't you worry 'bout me I saw my life come crashing down I crawled, I walked, I'm flying now I found my strength on my knees Hey my friend, how you've been? What are you going through? What is this trouble, that's troubling you? He tried to turn the

Tonight I'm gonna dance for you (ohh ooh ohh ohhh) Tonight I'm gonna put my body on your body Boy I like it when you watch me, ah Tonight it's going down I'll be rockin' on my babe rockin' rockin' on my babe Swirlin' on you babe swirlin' swirlin on you

The star maker says, it ain't so bad The dream maker's going make you mad The spaceman says, everybody look down It's all in your mind And you know I'm fine It's all in my mind It started with a low light Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed And

Every time I go out, I'm goin to smoke out I buy it don't even know the price As long as I live it, come pay me a visit, And I'll be somewhere up in the sky My nigga it's 'bout to go down, oh We fly, it's not lie, that we high, 'til we die, oh I've been

Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Put your hand up, down Baby let me blow a hundred on you Every time we come around, ah On everything I love, It’s We The Best Music It’s We The

You ain't getting in bread, that's rage I'm a headline act on the stage I got my hoody down over my face And you can't send shots like a man's Luke Cage Bullet holes in my top right now I'mma keep going but I know that they Want me to stop right now But,