I kill an MC (standard) Leave a boy's face in the Evening (Standard) You are not a top MC, you're just (standard) Peng tings in the VIP, that's (standard) Tell man (standard), Stormz ain't (standard) Man's got MOBO Awards, that's (standard) Soon have

Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to

Drop another daffodil We can push on through till morning Sail right off the map until morning Run your fingers down the cool underbelly of the blue evening Crank that vapor-wagon Start that kick dragon beating Step out on the patio Follow where your

Playa, turn your head round Wake up, open the door Lay on the floor, you've been robbed Playa playa (hater), Playa playa (hater) Playa hater (hater) Playa hater (hater) Thank you, thank you very much Good evening And for my last hit

Good evening, may we say again How pleased we are that you've come in The day was long, your bed was soft Still there's some names we're crossing off It says here by your file you Have been so loyal, brave, and true We need not fret, you need not fear

That great symphonic theme, That's Stella by starlight, And not a dream, She's everything on this earth to me. The song a robin sings, Through years of endless springs, The murmur of a brook at evening tides. That ripples through a nook where two lovers

But I sure know what to say: I love you I wanna love you in the morning Love you in the evening too Once in a while I pop around Now I may not be familiar with your language But I sure would like to cross over your bridge Said I may not dress in style as

I don't miss you I don't miss you anymore I just might miss you 'Till the morning fills the air Or the afternoon is fair Or the evening light is barely there And you know is not a lie Unless the moon is floating

I'm gonna ride on It's another lonely evening And another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed

'Cause our love is like a heatwave Our love is a heatwave It’s burning through the evening rain Sets sail out on an ocean wave Like plunging inside of that fire I cannot contain 'Cause our love is like a heatwave, heatwave, heatwave, heatwave Try so hard