Ain't no time for talking Show me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't be afraid to move it You got everything I like so

The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's maked by the chime of a clock And whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds? You can piss in the lifts which have broken down You can watch from the

I don't want to know Go Go Go Go Are we all victims of opportunity? locked outside the door back in '83 I heard the angry voice of the man inside And saw the look of fear in my mother's eyes Mom get in the car and let's drive away She said I'm sorry Mark

I feel we're close enough Could I lock in your love I’m latching on to you Now I've got you in my space I won’t let go of you Got you shackled in my embrace You lift my heart out When the rest of me is down You, you enchant me, even when you are not

Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Richard, Happy birthday to you. Hah-hah-hah. Happy birthday my little son - my little 28-year-old son! Well, you were born by now, because you were born about five o'clock in the morning. Er... you'll have a

It'd be better for us if you don't understand They don't know how old I am They found armor in my belly Then I found a place it's dark and it's rotted It's a cool, sweet kinda place Where the coppers won't spot it However, everyday I'm dumping the body

We going out, out, out, out We going out, out, out, out, we going out We going out, we going out We got our eyes blurred right and the weird up loud We going out, yeah we ignite the night in the sunburn town Locked and loaded, rocked and rolling Driving

What the fuck I'm 'posed to say? Police pull me over, they ain't got nothing to say I told 'em, "I got tints because I'm rich", they said, "Okay", ayy Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy If I play the block today, I'll make 100k, ayy Heard

(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

Bring back what once was mine What once was mine Flower, gleam and glow Let your power shine Make the clock reverse Heal what has been hurt Change the Fates' design Save what has been lost