Because we are that fire It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul Because she needed us, she needed love But we're all gone to strip that ground The higher we climb These shapes, shapes show And this place is more holy when nobody knows

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can't get no, I can't get no I can't get no, oh, no, no, no, hey, hey, hey I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction That's what I say When I'm drivin' in my car, and the man come on the radio

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

Je n'ai pas besoin, non pas besoin de toi Fuis moi, je ne te suivrai jamais jamais Jamais non jamais Jamais jamais Oh non non non, oh non non Elles étaient toutes jalouses Mais tu es un vrai loser Je suis loin d’être amoureuse

Don't go breaking my heart I won't go breaking your heart Woo ooh nobody knows it I was your clown Right from the start I gave you my heart, oh oh I gave you my heart But when I was down I couldn't if I tried

'Cause we gon' get it poppin’ tonight No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club We only got one life, so let’s go hard 'til the day we die Oh ain't nobody going home, you know what you came

Regálame un poco de azúcar Caramelo duro, deja que te vuelva loca Muy limpio que puro, no te dejaré sola Running through your candy lane Muy limpio que puro, no te dejaré sola Azúcar, sudo Sí, tiene buen gusto Jawbreaker to my demise (oh la la la la la)

(Bum, bum, bum, bum-buh-bum, bum) ah, buh bum, bum, bum Baby (baby) Oh, baby, give me one more chance (To show you that I love you) Won't you please let me Back in your heart Oh, darling, I was blind to let you go (Let you go baby) (Bum, bum, bum,

Like haiku, I speak smooth (ooh) But, they tryna fuck up my mood (oh) Thought we cool, buy when you round (ooh) Yuh, yuh, yuh, ooh, ha You won't, yessir ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney Okay, what you say? Yuh, yuh, common sense is to compromise

Ooh la la la ooh la la la dance Ooh la la la dancing I was lost in France I was lost in France in love And I looked round for a telephone To say 'baby I won't be home' In the fields the birds were singing And the day was just beginning As I stood there