And I'm grindin' til I'm attacked They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find, a way through the day A light, for the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You

'Cause you make me feel gorgeous You're so gorgeous Oh, so gorgeous I might be better off without you There's too many people all around you All these vultures that surround you They don't know a thing about you Nobody understands you You ain't nothing

Don't look back to the days of yesteryear, You cannot live on in the past, Don't look back. And I've known so many people That still try to live on in the past, Don't look back, oh no. And if I could call back all those days of yesteryear, I would never

I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home Mama called about the paper turns out they wrote about me Now my broken heart's the only thing that's broke about me So many people should have seen what we got going on I only wanna put my heart and my life

We were getting high Where were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannonball In a champagne

Pray that all is forgotten Lay to rest Bury the dead Tomorrow seems to turn so fast Alone in the boiler meltin' me down Ain't the first, won't be the last So many people all at once Who I once was has died Never feel the ills of breakin' down

In this sweet Paradise And this is what we swear Out a many one people Tell me can you see that any where Everyone treated equal And this is why So many die Leaving so many to cry Its 'cause life is so unfair

Lay me back down Listen to the word I remember things not many things In the holes and the warmth that we've warmed up I remember every word and every sound Bop-ba-ba-da Ba-ba-da-da In the bed with the cold-hearted people

But somebody's gonna have to answer The time is coming soon Why do the babies starve When there's enough food to feed the world Why when there are so many of us Are there people still alone Why are the missiles called peace keepers When they're aimed to

His mama told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying "Johnny B. Good tonight" Deep