These will be the years The lights will all appear But now they're mine The sun hits like a bullet of faith And then suddenly I'm wide awake Fake bliss, our apologies made Was an enemy with no escape My hands were tied So grab on to desire and run away

How great Thou art Then sings my soul My Savior, God, to Thee How great thou art Oh Lord my God When I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made I see the stars

I'm so starstruck Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up (I'm so starstruck) Groove, slam, work it back Filter that Baby, bump that track Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Baby,

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

You're my, my, my, my kind of woman My, oh my, what a girl And I'm down on my hands and knees Begging you please, baby, show me your world Oh baby, oh man You're making my crazy, really driving me mad That's all right with me, it's really no fuss As long

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed Rest your arms, and rest your legs I feel her filth in my bones Wash off my hands 'til it’s gone The walls they’re closing in With velvet curtains Some love was made for the lights Some kiss your cheek and goodnight

Oh, the guns of Brixton You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to When they kick out your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun Shot down on the pavement

But you’re in my head I do it for I do it for you Now you’re in my head And it’s outta my hands When you’re in my thoughts I don’t wanna pretend And I lose control, with you I do it for

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I I'm in love with your body 'Cause I love the shape of you, mama I wanna put my hands on ya She know I'm tryna open her Body like a bottle, Coca Cola You know mi love when you get nasty I wanna do you in the back seat Seven days sex,

And only you For you oh oh oh So I'm daydreamin' With my chin in the palm of my hands Daydreaming, with my chin in the palm of my hands It's the way you walk