Do you, Mr. Jones? You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you will say when you get home Because something is happening here but you

Cobras Fumantes, eterna é sua vitória Rise from the blood of your heroes You, were the ones who refused to surrender The three rather died than to flee Know that your memory Will be sung for a century We remember, no surrender Heroes of our century Far,

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

The world is faced with problems And many illusions Love is the man overstanding It's the only solution Where you gonna run Where you gonna hide Who you tryin to see What you tryin to find We're all in this race

Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?) I'm comin' for that number one spot! (Alright) Rappers swearin' they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh) But I'm comin' for they number one spot! (Alright man) Scheme scheme, plot plot (say what?) I'm comin' for that

I know who I am, I am an evil man The blade I swing is black as night Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing to pay the price No regrets for what I've done A mercenary's life

You're face to face With the man who sold the world We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as some surprise

Hey there, Mr. Tin Man You don't know how lucky you are You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin' For something bound to fall apart Every time you're feeling empty Better thank your lucky stars If you ever felt one breaking You'd never want a heart

Ya running and ya running And ya running away Can't run away from yourself Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away) Who feels it knows it, Lord But ya can't run away from yourself Every man thinketh his Burden is the heaviest (heaviest) Can't run away

Where is he? The man who was just like me I wanna go through my red and my cherry I heard he was hiding somewhere I can't see Heard he was hiding somewhere I can't see And I'm alone, and I realize that when I get home Yes I'm alone, and I realize when I