Now I'm feeling all wavy, yeah, I'm feeling amazing Please don't try to wake me, 'cause I'm on vacation You got me losing my mind Every night I pop another pill to sleep They keep saying there ain't nothing wrong with me For a while ain't no child with a

You lay down, lay down, you lay down You know, may no man, woman, child, nor animal Walk a lifetime on God's green Earth and not expect to be tested. Just observe and acknowledge, When the occasion is risen to by champions, you know what I'm sayin'? Let

Have a word for your brother Have some time for one another Really love one another It's so hard to find (Wherever, wherever, wherever you are) I come to getcha and I know where you are I got the business to make a mind That's right baby I see wherever,

In the ghetto On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The child needs a

And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today

Something I don't know, Tell me, tell me, tell me, How many inches in a mile, Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby. What it takes to make you smile, I hear it everyday, I hear it all the time, I'm never gonna amount to much, But they're never gonna

In the ghetto (in the ghetto) On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The

Now it's time for change Nothing stays the same The lines on their faces so deep A revolution or reach out and touch the day We're overdue child I'll change I heard some kids telling me How they've lost all the faith in the way

I don’t wanna be alone, I don’t wanna be alone I don’t wanna be alone The feeling I got from you ‘Cause ya know, somewhere inside, I cannot find No, somewhere inside, I cannot find The feeling I got from you, oh Hard for a Pitchfork, soft for a

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut