Some are misunderstood All of the greatest Greatest of all Were chasing their fading star Who'll be the latest The latest to fall? We're marching into the dark Some are better than good Some are just no good

We’re fucking infamous I don’t care what you have to say, it makes no difference It’s all because of you, we’re fucking infamous Then call me a faggot, stand up, now who looks more threatening? I never asked to be model citizen for your decor Even if you

Get fired up We're going interstellar Lit, like a supernova Blow it up, go Clap your hands to these bars Let the journey begin Outta this world What you are (who) Lil Jon (yeah)

We'll be the stars! No, we're never gonna turn to dust, Oh, no, we're never gonna step too far Yeah, we're holding on to who we are When it's time to close your eyes They will see us in the sky, We can reach the constellations Trust me, all our dreams

We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

Hug me (bring it in) I think they wanna take a picture Would ya loosen up? Would ya Hug me? (bring it in) Oh would ya, would ya Why do you insist on trying to give me away When they were too good and you wanted to shake them, who came? I was your dirty

Repent, repent, repent, repent Think they're the boss but a who are the master? Life set a pace, every thing's much faster (Forgive them) 'Cause we're two steps away from a real disaster Need to slow down and pray, forgive them Two steps away from a real

I always regret midnight decisions You were my whole world He was my whole world Did I mess up? Oh God I hope I didn't It's all a blur when we talk through the liquor I can't stop watching my phone Can't turn it off What is wrong with me? I can't, baby

I time bomb But good things come to those who wait 'Cause she laid me And mom and dad posses the key Instant slavery No need to explain the plan No need to even bother I'll pack my bags I swear I'll run Wish my friends were 21

Sweet and lovely sweeter than the roses in May Sweet and lovely heaven must have sent her my way Skies above me never were as blue as her eyes And she loves me, who would want a sweeter surprise When she nestles in my arms so tenderly There's a thrill