Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And

All she needed was some At a Clippers' game on the court-side Watch a nigga' shoot like a .4-5 They mad at me, too, I got more fire Why these bitches see you "go home, Roger" (Go home, Roger) Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy I ain't fucking with

I was a strong man Come back and see what love did to me A raging flood I was a child Stalking a dream I was a blindfolded bumblebee My trail is blazing Smoke over head My trail is blazaing

Hey, hey, hey My baby needs me I was born in Lil' Rock Had a childhood sweetheart We were always hand in hand I wore hightop shoes and shirt tails Suzy was in pig tails I know I loved her even then You know my papa disapproved it My mama boohooed it

Most of us are sad No one lets it show I've been shadows of myself How was i to know? Tell me scarlet sun What will time allow? We have brought our children Here who can save them now? Oh, weeping woman try to smile

The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out the freedom in your eyes I was too busy watching you Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You were thinking that Running for it Would make a good story I was thinking you were crazy as hell

Oh! Mama, Mama look there! Your children are playing in that street again Don't you know what happened down there? A youth of fourteen got shot down there The Kokane guns of Jamdown Town The killing clowns, the blood money men Are shooting those

Ain't no way I wanna build those castles in the sand Like hen I was a child I wanna build those castles in the sand Like when I was a child I wanna leave My footprints on this earth

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

As I was set to fall in Gain the wolf I'm looking for you in the woods tonight, I'm looking Looking for you in my flashlight, I'm searching From in the high or down the ocean And I face myself in reason Conjure me as a child Slipping down a web side