Row, row your boat 'Cause I've got my own boat Even if the whole world knows I don't give a damn about what they think I don't have to stand up to your gun I don't have to sit down when you say Tell me I'm overboard The truth is you just want to see me

Full of things to look back on Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to

Well they encourage your complete cooperation Send you roses when they think you need to smile I can't control myself because I don't know how, And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff

But now they are a part of me And I've been searching for a remedy When all along it's been in front of me I'm falling on my knees right now I'm covered in the mess I made These colors used to wash right out I need you here, I need you now A life that we

It's more than a feeling (more than a feeling) When I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling) And I begin dreaming (more than a feeling) Till I see Marianne walk away I see my Marianne walkin' away I looked out this morning and the sun

You're my velvet Elvis, baby You're my velvet Elvis, I ain't never gonna take you down Making everybody jealous when they step into my house Soft to the touch, feels like love, knew it as soon as I felt it All I ever wanted was something classic The kind

When they think of me, they think of you We used to be the ones that they wished they were But now it's like they don't know how to act Maybe they're like me and they want us back It's like there's always an empty space Those memories that nobody can

We gonna let it burn burn burn burn When the lights turned down, they don't know what they heard Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky 'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got

Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em all around Give us dirty laundry I make my living off the evening news Just give me something, something I can use People love it when you lose They love dirty laundry Well, I could've been an

There's no use to fight this wrenching tourniquet of deprivation Obedience subservience leads to substance Cop provisions feed my addictions mistakes I made then I opened up the holes and they crawled in, Now when it's time for the feed they won't let me