Not like us We're on another level These folks 'round here 2-steppin' with the devil I'm callin' y'all's bluff Y'all drinkin', y'all smokin' it up Show me what you got boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wanna be, yeah, you know you wanna be like us

And we can roll up and roll out Let them think what they think, it's funny how They didn't get it then, so they won't now Yeah 'cause they don't know us They can't say what they say Don't give a thought Don't need them anyway When the cameras show up, we

Hey, oh yeah, how long? Hey, oh yeah, so long What you gonna do today? I don't wanna have to, but I will If that's what I'm supposed to do We don't wanna set up for the kill But that's what I'm about to do I used to know just what I wanted And just where

Maybe we've passed the point of not return We just want to watch the world burn Yeah, I know you know That we've been living a lie Turn a blind eye Until the day we die Maybe we just want to watch the world burn The sun is burnt out black There was a

Just like driving on an open highway Never knowing what we're gonna find Just like two kids, baby, always trying to live it up What we got is Whoa, yeah, that's our kind of love That's right, oh that's right Oh, that's our kind of love You wear your

For me to finally bring you flowers Look what it took I should have took you dancing A little candlelight romancing, with roses But I was high up on a bar stool Yeah, I was such a blind fool Now I know it You won't believe how much I've changed since you

Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I'm leaving here without you on me Yeah, I already know that there ain't no stoppin' 'Cause I want you bad Yeah, I want you, baby Slow, slow hands

Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) About leavin', leavin' me behind If you ever change your mind Bring it on home to me, oh yeah You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I

Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa And I don't know which side to take Whoa-a-whoa-ooo-o And people try and calm me down (it can only get better) It's just the way it is Yeah, it's all right Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa There's a war between my head and my heart

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother