To be joyful, joyful Joyful and happy, sunny and bright Joyful and happy, just being alive Doctors' notes, swinging votes, but I can't decide If I stay here much longer, surely will die Lived the life full of vice wwith passion and crime Can't say I'm

My future's so bright, that all I see is stars My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads I don't see you broads, I, I don't see you broads If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged I don't see you

Hopelessly drifting, bathing in beautiful agony Life was so simple then We were so innocent Stunned and bewildered Cold and afraid Torn up and broken Frightened and dazed I am endlessly falling, lost in this wonderful misery In peaceful sedation, I lay

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

She never felt so right I said yes oh baby Bring it on me tonight She said uuuh aaaah She asked me my name And I told her its Gyptian Immediately She say boy I gotta give you something And I said baby quickly

As I aim for that bright white day Conflict serum is my aura It seems that life's so fragile I guess I'll fly some other time I lack from superhighway thoughts Won't live as long as the city lights Soaked by underwater times Electric splash on a midnight

Which way the wind blows But I know I'll be alright If you think I'm crazy But if you say maybe, I No, love don't wait in line But I don't know I don't know why I don't want anybody else but you No one can ever add up to

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

No love could fucking save me There's blood in my mouth and I can't see you, no If you look back right now will you see me? Yeah I'm sinking now, and there's that feeling That crushing weight, that leaves me reeling I'll see you there someday, maybe