To the ground where you left my heart to bleed Your goin' down down down boy Five, four, three, two, one Bang! Bang! Bang! Boy! Your goin' down, down, down, boy Bang! she shot you. Karma tastes so sweet Karma tastes so bang bang bang boy Bang! she shot

Start again in the month of May Come on and blow the wires away And around and around and around and around Gonna make a record in the month of May But the kids are still standing with their arms folded tight One, two, three, four In the month of May, in

Simple as can be Its just that simple, S-I-M-P-L-E It's like one, two, three Just as easy as can be Just the way you look at me You make me smile Ain't no need to complicate it, we both know that's overrated We've been there, it's safe to say it ain't

I've changed the locks Keys cut, three for the price of one Nothing's free but guaranteed for a lifetime's use And you can't have one You, you know the other two The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear I hear them screeching through the door

One, two, three Deep down inside two, three, one I tried so hard just to get through to you But your head's so far From the realness of truth Was it just a come on in the dark Wasn't meant to last long

Do do do do dodo do But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down down This used to be a fun house I'm gonna burn it down Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun I dance around this empty

Time for lust, time for lie Time to kiss your life goodbye Send me money, send me green Heaven you will meet Make a contribution Bow to leper messiah And you'll get the better seat One, two, one, two three, four Spineless from the start, sucked into the

I know it's my time And it's now or never I'm so bright, I light the night I'm so high, I can touch the sky And it feels so right ain't nothing better One, two, three, go! Waking up in a dream

They say they ready for whatever! One for the money, two for the show They say they ready for whatever Three for them hoes saying anything goes I been around the world, twice to be exact Six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back And you know it

It goes one for the money, two for the dough All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics Game and the snowman, one hundred miles and gunning Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the