I know what you're thinkin' what you're thinkin' is easy to see. I know what you're dreamin' I have those same dreams. Whoa...Reachin' to the feet of God. Lookin' for a sign. It was right here all the time, time, time, time... I am you and you are me. Do

How it was when we were just kids Looking back On the past Yeah those were the days we thought we'd never lose But that's what memories are made of And we missed Wasn’t much but it's we had Cheap boat six pack of something light

Mmmm mmm mmm When I hear your tunes But I lost myself when I lost you But I still got jazz When I've got those blues I lost myself and I lost you too Ground control to Major Tom You are what you are I don't matter to anyone

I just want to get freaky baby You want me to do what? What are those? You want me to stick those in what? What is on your nasty mind? (Nasty mind, nasty mind) Don't you want to get fucked from behind? (From behind, from behind)

Heavy is the head that wears the crown Second guessing your decisions Trying to find out what's been missing Go and wake the king Call to arms For those who kiss the ring Stand your ground The walls are coming down

Those fingers in my hair That sly come hither stare That strips my conscience bare It's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it The heat is too intense for it What good would common sense for it do 'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft And

What are you gonna do When those walls Are falling down Falling down on you? I get a thrill In my brains Some days I'm trying to turn to my veins

Those fingers in my hair That sly come hither stare That strips my conscience bare It's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it The heat is too intense for it What good would common sense for it do 'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft And

Romance is mush stifling those who strive I'll live a lush life in some small dive And there I'll be while I rot with the rest Of those whose lives are lonely too I used to visit all the very gay places Those come-what-may places Where one relaxes on the

Where my dogs at? One two one two, come through run through Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the