Close your eyes, its about to begin As it flows up from the ground Taking all who hear that sound If you stand in the light, you get the feel of the ride And the music that plays in your ears In your head you can hear, a voice so sweet and clear And the

Even if we tumble and fall We're gonna ride the storm out on a lifeboat Baby this kind of love is all that we know We're gonna take a walk out on the trapeze Even in a wild breeze, we could be the best of them all It's a want you, it's a need you, it's a

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something

You say, take pride in the provision You give us dreams to wake us up When all we see is the face of defeat you say Take pride in the provision My future’s finally found me, figured me out It’s painful, it's tough, I never saw it coming Come as it may,

Gal dem a sigh Yuh waan a man to point yuh heals to di sky Run outta breath and break sweat through di night Yuh waan a man fi mek yuh mek whole heap a noise Bite yuh lip and roll up yuh eyes Grit yuh teeth 'cau yuh pleased wid di size Gal, put up yuh

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West coast) It's something in the water (Something

Join the party, I can provide the army Join the party! Come and hear the voice of the man they call the Trojan Horse Ride on the outside, with inner force Throw you off course, of course, you missed the runway We mash, like the first kickoff, on a Sunday

I went down to the station, just to take a ride. Run, run, run, run. If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time. Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind. Pullin' out from the platform, there was no brass band. I pulled out from the platform,

All of a sudden I saw a new morning Sixteen people are waiting to get me Hoping to take me outside I hear the sound of the snubnose behind me I went along for the ride All of a sudden I saw a new morning I'm locked up I want to be free Out in the