I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled

I got a good thing, I got a good thing And I caught this feeling that I can't explain Got my heart speeding, every time she says my name She calls me baby Alright, play it on round boys Right there's your something Smiling through this lazy day Just a

I can't seem to get out my head (out my head) Run from different enemies And where did you go as I slipped (as I slipped) Can't seem to explain a thing Going on in my head (on in my head) The memories seem to fade away With the thoughts in my head (the

I’ll always love you But tonight’s the night I choose to walk away So I pick up the pieces I get on the midnight train I got my reasons But darling I can’t explain I choose me And I know that’s selfish, love You are a dream

O me o my I can't explain She might just be my everything Do you think I'm being foolish if I don't rush in? I'm scared to death that she might be it That the love is real, that the shoe might fit She might just be my everything and beyond (beyond) Space

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled

What is this feeling? What is this feeling I have in my heart for you? Ah, baby, oh baby Is one of the things I can't explain to you And that's how I feel about you You kissing me a thousand times Slowly driving me out of my mind, oh ho, baby, yeah I'm

In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand In the life Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin' Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat Then stay the fuck out

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled

I'm upraised a feeling I can't explain My soul aches still searching is my refrain I, I still believe A lifetime of searching Questioning existence and purpose From the setting sun To the vast expanses Death from birth in reverse