I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I

You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder This isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me, like this If you feelin' like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your

Ridin' 'round town with our rifles on the front seat Fun, you and me in the Middle East Shootin' at rocks bullets cocked in the mid-day fun, you and me in the old jeep Sun, you and me in the old jeep Let's go have Let's go have fun All you gotta' do is

Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold Somebody, somebody tell me Woman, ain't that a kindness Baby, ain't that a kindness Somebody, somebody please You gotta dig it baby Yes, yes, yes know the deserts couldn't hold all the love that I

Let's aim high All you gotta do is close your eyes and - and visualize You possess the power to do If you concentrate, mountains will move If you just believe that it's true You don't have to cry yourself to sleep at night with wet pillows Girl, I know

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side How many times? Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down Get down, get down How many times I gotta? Light another for the bitches

We gotta fight This is a war cry (this is a war cry) This is a spiritual warfare, a spiritual Devil you can't have my soul I belong to God and I'm fighting you off With the power of the Holy Ghost This is a war cry (war cry) (Devil you can't have my

Nothing's forever, nothing will be better In the love you're giving me Like it or not We were doomed from the start Better than you and me You know I'll be there But so unsure I just gotta have you I know that you're clean

(Straight up, straight up) Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (ooh) Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (serve) Wanna kick with the gang, you gotta bang it (it's lit) If you gon' throw ice on, gotta swang it (ice) Holes in the

Take a chance on rock 'n' roll Come on let us give your mind a ride Well come on All you people The time has come to get together You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music To get you through the stormy weather And do whatever you feel