Be cruel to your school in the name of rock 'n' roll Do abc's and 123's Mean that much to me, that much to me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me 'Cause hey, I gotta know what I'll have to show When I hi hi ho it from here Be cruel to your school 'cause you

Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what Thick like blood, where's my dogs Uh, there's my dogs Dog nigga what? On 'til it's up Where's my dog? Gotta have that Now who I am is who I'll be until I die

Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown Oh oh, look what you've done Photograph I don't want your Photograph I don't need your Photograph all I've got is a photograph You're all I want, my fantasy I gotta have you Photograph I'm out a love

Love comes again Just when I've broken down I found Love can come again Of paths to be chosen Shall lead us back to here Because our You gotta believe that You have become What you have always been

Oh no no, oh no no She’s confident Don’t do it to me, oh no no, oh no no And I’m down with it You could tell by the way she walks in the room Still I gotta have it Then she started dancing, sexual romancing What’s your nationality? I wonder if there’s

Only I can stop the rain Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh It's not that we gotta do what we do It's what we know So to me it ain't nothing but being true It doesn't have to be the way it is

Run for cover Run while you can, baby, don't look back You gotta run for cover Don't be afraid of the fear, that's a played out trap, man You know you're not the only one And don't look back, just run for cover She's running What have you gathered to

You got to have a little want to A little nothing I can't do No matter what folks say Is have a little want to Inside of you That goes a long, long way Well big dreams do come true All you gotta go

It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What have I gotta do What have I gotta do to make you love me? What have I gotta do to

The reasons that I can't stay, don't have a thing to do with being in love I don't know why you gotta be angry all the time You ain't the only one who feels like this world's left you far behind Here we are What is left of a husband and a wife with four