Spend it all on you Dancing on empty wallets Living our lives Until we die Get too high when I'm high So we see eye-to-eye, whoa, oh And away and away we go Sugar caught a break The fluid ain't to blame

Join hands to summon up the dead, Hear them singing inside your head. Oh, my gypsy, can you tell, If sweet Satan Will rise from Hell? Crystal ball, will hypnotize, Look inside those demon eyes. Paint the circle around the pentagram, Cut the throat of the

I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah) Drop top, head bopping Tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) talkin' right now I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (tell 'em) Ooh ooh ooh tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) Tomorrow, tomorrow

Hey, hey, hey There is a joy in a sweet word that's been spoken And the joy in a dream that's come true There's a joy that I get when I'm watching you baby, hey And the joy that I get watching the skies of blue And then there's a joy, Oh my darling, of a

It can't be tamed A blessing or a curse Long live this wild wild love of ours Oh this wild wild love of ours No, this wild wild love of ours No, for better or worse You need it, you want it All over your body Long live this wild wild love

You came along and you cut me loose Come on, oh my star is fading And I swerve out of control If I, if I'd only waited I'd not be stuck here in this hole Come here, oh my star is fading And I swear I waited and waited I've got to get out of this hole But

They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh On the last tour my mates

Hmm hmm hmm Depth over distance was all I asked of you And I may be foolish to fall as I do Still there's strength in the blindness you fear If you're coming too, hmm Hold on, though we may be too young Oh hold on, though we may be too young Depth over

Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want he gives it, but not for free It's hateful And it's paid for and I'm so grateful to be nowhere Well, I got a friend who's a man The man who keeps me from the lonely, the only He gives me what I need

Yeah some kind of gift they're given That makes this life worth livin' And it makes a man a man Somethin' about a woman Yeah some kind sweet little something That I may never understand Oh there's nothing like that She pulled her hair back to sun her