Ooh everything that I told you Ooh you just smile and then you Kiss and tell Everything I say Stuck inside your little web Everybody wants to know, yeah Lips that lie Cover your track Sold me out and

I'm holding on to your soul Oh you know when you're alone I'm holding on, and on, and on, and on And I'm not letting go And you know, you know, you know I see you under blue skies I need a little sunshine I fell into your brown eyes

Na-na-na-na-na-nanana So go ahead and blaze up Today's the day to blaze up (Yeah, yeah ooh) So go ahead and put your J's up (And smoke) Whenever I'm down and out I get back to myself I roll a motherfucking fat back to myself Leave it to beaver, America

Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Oh, Jack Hinks Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress down as well As any can

Oh baby, baby Show me, how you want it to be Tell me baby 'Cause I need to know now what we've got Hit me baby one more time How was I supposed to know That something wasn't right here I shouldn't have let you go

Let me face, let me face, let me face my fears Oh, let me face, let me face, let me face my fears 私の地図に載っていない 道に立ちたい ねえ 臆病な人なんていない 初めてのように歩きたい

Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind I'd rather be an albatross flying high And in the tail winds looking back at what I left behind Another windowless room Riding the blue Out the window a patchwork quilt how we build how we move From place to place

Halloween without the monsters, oh Nothing even seems okay I will never be the same without you Now we're one without the doctor Whoah oh oh oh Iphone with no wi-fi

(The fall) I've felt the ground before It feels so good (it feels so good) Oh yeah, oh yeah (The fall) I ain't scared of the fall (The fall) and I ain't scared of the fall And it feels so good (it feels so good) It feels so good (oh yeah)

And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still And I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in Oh, it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still No, I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in Have you been wearing holes