This is all nothing but cold calculation I could make you scared, if you want me to I'm not prepared, but if I have to He said, I can make you scared, it's kind of what I do If you're prepared, here's what I propose to do You're in Russia and more than a

It takes all kinds of kinds Ever since the beginning to keep the world spinning All kinds of kinds Ilsa was an acrobat who went and fell in love with that Horatio the human cannonball A wedding 'neath the big top tent with barkers clowns and elephants

All summer night, reachin' for nine I got a text from your ex, boy She said to look through your texts, boy I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too And now I'm looking for my next boy See, I got a text from your ex-girl And she was

Now say our final goodbyes Until the last man stands for all mankind One man remains And the stars seem to change Far beyond our universe tonight And the cries of the brave And the skies filled with pain For the silent ones we pray for all tonight

Through all the hardship, you know you're a friend of mine The kind that lasts a lifetime Yeah we got friendship 'Cause we got friendship Said what's wrong my old time friend Something's bothering you Tell me what the problem is I'll see what I can do

Let it pass on the side of the road What a friend could tell me now Something better than this Someplace I'd like to go To let all I've learned Tell me what I know About the kind of life I never thought I'd live Till the ugly truth

Sixes hang in the door What kind of shit to ignore, I've cut the cloth (Ooh, hard line circle) How to know who to write How to know who can cull up all the questions (We know that I'm right, cause to clean out a night) I fell in love I heard about it, I

We could be heroes We could be heroes, me and you We could be Everyday people do everyday things but I Can't be one of them I know you hear me now, we are a different kind We can do anything All we're looking for is love and a little light

Baby won't you dance with me Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt And all is darkness in my room Baby take a chance I'm feeling kind of hurt I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane

Dark necessities are part of my design Yeah, you don't know my mind You don't know my kind Tell the world that I'm falling from the sky Everything must go away Ah, what do you say? The darkness helps to sort the shine Do you want it, do you want it now?