Thank you mama for the nine months you carried me through Give you all my love oh yea No one knows the struggle you bare a just only you All those pain and sufferin' All them pain an sufferin' Hey mama (ha) Hi mama (ha) Oh my oh my Oh mama don't cry

You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you. Can't keep my eyes off of you. You feel like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive. And if it's quite alright, I need you, baby,

As bad as it was, as bad as it hurt I thank God I didn’t get what I thought that I deserved Sometimes life leads you down a different road Someday you’ll see the reason why When you’re holding on to someone that you gotta let go Sometimes, yeah

Bitch I am up, bitch I am up Bitch I am huh, bitch I am up Thank you very much I'm way too good at this shit I don't even really gotta try no more Oh my God, Ronny Okay, Xans for her dinner, uhh Bag from Margiela, uhh

Yeah! we make a lot of noise Refuse to sit down and be tamed We still think that we owe you some We sing it out loud we sing it out proud We thank you people for being around Supporting Volbeat with love and hell fire Gu'fanden do we care But we know who

"It's time" "She's gone hasn't she, Michael?" "Thank you, Mary Poppins" "I won't forget Mary Poppins " So hold on tight to those you love And maybe soon from up above You'll be blessed so keep on looking high While you're underneath the lovely London sky

What they want us to do Why won't they do what they want And let me do my thing they should be thankful There's lights of hope still shining If you do wrong they complain Even if you call the father's name its the same Don't they know it is nothing new

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! Thank God that a nigga seen another day Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time to man up Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 'Cause I'm a black man, in a

I have a right to get up when I feel Don't tell me I can't break the law I have a right to get up, don't care what you say I have a right to get up, even where I'm bound Cause the law has broken me You're much too late to be thankful But thank you anyway

You must be famous, famous Welcome to your name in lights You can't spell fame, without me And may my Hall of Fame speech be short and sweet Like "Thank God, fuck fame and thank me" I'ma be on the TV mama Different city every night (oh my God, I must be