You're loud, I'm louder You're weak, I'm power Go ahead and try to paint me red Spin doctor, shit talker I make the rules, you ain't got nothing on me Don't think your straw man means a damn thing to me Sleep walker, fear monger Cause I'm like no one

None in a my league And them say them a lead Them too slow them a invalid Man full a step like a centipede Them a hype with a little bit a money and weed None reach no way Zoom high a the cloud him a float pon First class to the world me no coach man

Hold me, we're dancing in the dark of the night You're shining like a neon light I light you up when I get inside So won't you touch me 'cause everybody's watching us now We're putting on a show for the crowd So turn it up baby make it loud Baby you got

Did we all fall down? Well tonight, will it ever come? We hold in our hearts The sword and the faith Swelled up from the rainclouds Move like a wreath We'll lie another day And through it all

You know it's you that I love, you that I love, oh You make me proud I wanna tell the world about you now So let me say it loud, loud Can't be quiet, no Can't deny, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No I swear I'll never let them bring you down Kisses to

(What do you want?) She's gonna dream out loud Zooropa vorsprung durch technik Zooropa be all that you can be Be a winner Eat to get slimmer Zooropa bluer kind of white Zooropa it could be yours tonight We're mild and green

Does it almost feel like How am I gonna be an optimist about this? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes, Nothing changed at all? And if you close

But today, I'm, I'm gonna superpower, superpower But today, I'm, I'm gonna superpower Got my head in the clouds And my feet up off of the ground I feel like death is chasing me down It's a bird, it's a plane, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne I got that, I got

Being an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks Money grows in rows And if it don't you've gone broke We crank it up, down here We get loud, down here The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks Our side of the barbed wire We hang out

Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey boy you better bring the chick around