Something extraordinary To fill my days and nights with something Something real (something real) That I can feel (I can feel) We're running out of time, two wrongs can make it right I'm not gonna compromise Say you feel the same Just don't say it will

Shotgun to the back of my heart, I don't turn around to see who let one ring out Heading to the Massacre Bodies arriving every day Look at those shells you heard Picking the bones up along the way Let it ring out Lately I've been questioning Am I all

Killer, intruder, homicidal man If you see me coming run as fast as you can. I hack up my victims like pieces of meat. I have no remorse for the blood that I spill. A merciless butcher who lives underground. I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down.

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

And set this circus down And we go rolling down this highway Chasing all our crazy dreams I've gone your way and you've gone my way And everywhere in between One of these days we'll find a piece of ground Just outside of some sleepy little town Sometimes

Bring it home, baby, make it soon I give my love to you I remember finding out about you Every day, my mind is all around you Looking out of my lonely gloom, day after day Looking out from my lonely room, day after day I remember holding you while you

No apologies I never thought you'd be so Easily deceived Now I'll just hang my head (falling further out of place) Along with the dead (don't know what/why I can't replace) But not with this So now I'll leave with Today is too late How long do we have to

Sometimes I cry When I can't do nothing else There are days that I can walk around like I'm alright And I pretend to wear a smile on my face And I could keep the pain from comin' out of my eyes But sometimes, sometimes, Everybody keeps tellin' me to move

Harlem has those southern skies, They're in my baby's smile, I idolize my baby's eyes and Classy up-town style. If Harlem moved to China, I know of nothing finer, Than to stow away on a plane, some day and have them Drop me off in Harlem. Drop me off in