Introspection, termination Can't tell right from wrong Fed up with this whole system It's gone on far too long You tell a thousand lies been told a thousand times Your words we hear but we cannot sympathize Thousand lies been told a thousand times Hard

I bless the rains down in Africa There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do Gonna take some time to do the things we never had It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you (I bless the rain) I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears

And it wouldn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I come through your town I'm gonna ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause I'll have the only one there is around. Well, I left Kentucky back in forty nine An' went to Detroit

I know it's my time And it's now or never I'm so bright, I light the night I'm so high, I can touch the sky And it feels so right ain't nothing better One, two, three, go! Waking up in a dream

Like a workhorse stands for miles Work for you and never get tired Roll 'em up it's time to go Slaved into brittle and worked for days Only thing that paves your stay Look behind you see what you've made We'll be back before it's too long Shaved into

Never mind all the things you heard about me You're never gonna understand it Every time that I've given you the truth It's never made a bit of difference Disappointment takes you Then the doubt, it breaks you It's enough to make you cry Always looking

If being free's worth what you leave behind And if it's too late for love to change your mind It's your life, you say you need a change Don't all the dreams we've seen come true mean anything You say it's different now and you keep staring at the door

'Cause I'm trying real hard Baby it's so hard to do Baby it's so hard to be nice Three times a fool and I love you so Time wears on and I have to let you go But I'm trying real hard Baby it's so hard to choose It's so hard to be nice When you treat me

Shut the fuck up! Get up! Times are looking grim these days Holding on to everything It's hard to draw the line Itching is the pulse inside Creeping out to come alive It's just doing what it's gonna do And I'm, I'm hiding in this empty space Tortured by

Right in front of me 'Cause if it breaks, she may not come again I've been sittin', waitin' for your love, and all the time it's been here Words, be gentle when you speak into her heart Hands, don't let her go, 'cause then the midnight icy winds will