Tell you someday baby, you and I should be one, one Do it always, brighter than the eye can see, we hide the sun Do it always baby, you and I should be one, one This love is real Just me and you Do it someday baby, you and I should be one, one I feel my

Caught up in this fucking rat trap (666) First the front then the backstab Keep trying to fuck me Now look you make me change to be ugly Me, I tell it like it is Mamma said baby you should never tell a fib Used to think you the fucking shit Not a friend,

Better than he can I know I can treat you better Than he can And any girl like you deserves a gentleman Tell me why are we wasting time On all your wasted cryin' When you should be with me instead 'Cause I know I can treat you better I won't lie to you

'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman Let me tell you how it will be There's one for you, nineteen for me Should five per cent appear too small Be thankful I don't take it all 'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah I'm the taxman If you drive a car, I'll tax

There are two men down Everything you say to me sounds just like that Oh what a day I chose for you To tell you that I loved you You know you sounded like knuckles that never cracked Maybe I should yield to you Maybe I should yield to him 27 seconds go

Carry me home Bear my weight on your shoulders Got to hold it up for him Nothing else matters And don't let go Midnight strikes, where is my prince? Lost my comfort, more time to think Broken and bruised, tell me what I am Feel so unused, help me find

What do I know, where should I go Telling me things that I can't see Who am I now, je suis enfant Who am I now, il y a longtemps The light and the chill, fermer les cils Open your ears, listening leaves Distance device, crossing the line Taken in kind,

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

How can you live in this way? You must have something to say (Tell me why should I change?) Child of vision, won't you listen? Find yourself a new ambition Well, who do you think you're foolin'? You say you're havin' fun, But you're busy going nowhere,

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots