I've been missing a long time To know I had to move I've been waiting my whole life To know I wanted you Are you feeling me slowly? You can take your time And I promise I won't lie We'll make it out alive

Let me tell you what I'm about to do, (hey mama) I know I act a fool but, I promise you I'm goin' back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me (hey mama) (Hey mama) I wanna scream so loud for you, cause I'm so

If this were the last night of the world What would I do? What would I do that was different Unless it was champagne with you? I'm sipping Flor De Caña and lime juice, it's three a.m. Blow a fruit fly off the rim of my glass The radio's playing

Way too long Dead and gone Looking out my window Wonder how it came to be Feels just like a tempo Lifted by a gentle breeze Ugly as a suitcase

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh We come from the land of the ice and snow On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow The hammer of the gods W'ell drive our ships to new lands To

Plastic bag in the sea Mysterious form, soul in the dark Under this heavy sealing concrete waves Followed by servants, funeral cortège This pale ghost is gathering his strength Ghost, pale, the procession is crawling Plastic form dead things, it is now

We can't wait 'til tomorrow You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it? I knew that when I met you, I'm not gonna let you runaway (And we're all just runaways) Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand

I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm living ain't right Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight They got us suspecting a war But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord I'm ready to meet him Let us pray: I thank you

We weren't born to follow Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah Come on and get up off your knees When life is a bitter pill to swallow You gotta hold on to what you believe Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow And that your saints and

Round and round and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go And away we go and away we go I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air And we're driving fast 'till we're plum out of gas Driving so fast 'bout to piss on