Let it go, let it go Let the storm rage on The cold never bothered me anyway The snow glows white on the mountain tonight Not a footprint to be seen A kingdom of isolation And it looks like I'm the queen The wind is howling like this swirling storm

My baby's gone off the track My baby's got a locomotive Got ta peel the bitch off my back I know it looks like I'm insane Take a closer look I'm not to blame 'Cause my baby's got a locomotive Gonna find a way to cure this loneliness Yeah I'll find a way

Grey sky where I should see you Ask why, why it should be so I'll cry, say that I don't know April is a cruel time Even though the sun may shine And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away Still falls the April rain And the valley's filled with

Yeah I'm always on your side No one, no one, no one can ever change it C'mon let 'em try 'Cause it's you and me together now You and me together Looks like we found ourselves Up against a wall In need of a little help But no one wants to call

(She looks like fun) She looks like fun (She looks like) One, two, three, four She looks like Smile like you've got a straw in something tropical I've got the party plugged right into my skull Wayne Manor, what a memorable N.Y.E Good morning

What tonight looks like Yeah, what my baby told me Oh, what my baby told me She said "I likes my big daddy, but I'm crazy about his Pontiac" We gon' drive out on the highway, turn the bright lights on Oh, driving on the highway, and he cut the bright

Hey, man, get away from me Parading to the masses, we're coming so fresh to death I've been stealing looks from shadows you conjure with your purse Yeah, you're walking in stilettos, but your nose is bleeding out I've been running from the devil, but the

I just gotta tell you, baby Tonight looks good on you Somethin' about that southern sky Sitting back behind that moon It goes perfect with your eyes Girl, tonight looks good on you It's something about the way you're smiling Making the stars fall right

Tomorrow is a step away, Twice removed from yesterday's sadness. Still I am a dream away, "I think I've travelled here before, And stood upon this velvet shore, That looks out to the golden ship of Reason." The man took to the gentle life, The wind cried

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)