Nothin' feels better than this Nothin' feels better Nothin' feels better, no, no This is what you like, I admit Take it back, bring it side to side (Nothing, baby) (Nothing feels better) (I'm not really drunk, I never get that fucked up)

Soon you will see left with nothing You better aim for my head Into the earth we descend Do not be afraid It's only the break Of all that you laid Watch as they take There is no life at the end of this war At the end of this war eternally

Can you believe me when I say, there's nothing I like better, Than just to sit here and talk with you. Although I'll rant and I'll rave about one thing and another The beauty of it is, hope you'll agree, though I'm a poor boy, I can still be happy, As

Hey there, Mr. Tin Man You don't know how lucky you are You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin' For something bound to fall apart Every time you're feeling empty Better thank your lucky stars If you ever felt one breaking You'd never want a heart

Run run runaway, runaway baby Before I put my spell on you You better get get getaway, getaway darling 'Cause everything you heard is true You poor little heart will end up alone 'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone So you better run run runaway,

I fell in love with the girl at the rock show She said "what?" and I told her that I didn't know She's so cool, I'm gonna sneak in through her window Everything's better when she's around I can't wait till her parents go out of town (I'll never forget

I'm not giving it up And you're the only thing that's going on in my mind Taking over my life a second time I don't have the capacity for fucking You're meant to be helping me When I said I liked it better without my money, I lied It took a little while

I'm in love with the moment To me fallin', to me goin' Take you back, lean you side to side Nothing feels better than this Now, left, right, left, right Like that, like that, ayy Ooh, now, left, right, left, right You'd rather speak more than listen

Everyone knows anything goes We are the lotus kids Better take note of this For the story Let's do it all this time Everyone wishing well we go Over the laws of light Over the moon by midnight Things will never be the same

My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a