Waiting for the revolution Right before your eyes New clear vision, genocide Computerize God, it's the new religion Program the brain, not the heartbeat Onward all you crystal soldiers Touch tomorrow, energize Digital dreams And you're the next correction

Love, love changes everything Yes, love, love changes everything Love will never, never let you be the same Hands and faces, earth and sky How you live and how you die Love can make the summer fly Or a night seem like a lifetime Now I tremble at your

Huggin' up the big monkey man Aye aye aye, aye aye aye I never saw you, I only heard of you It's your lie, it's your lie Now I know that, now I understand Tell you baby, you huggin' up the big monkey man La la la la la la la Huggin' up the big monkey man

Que la guagua va en reveresa Es que la guagua va Oye, la guagua va en reversa Mira la guagua va en reversa Tú me prometiste una guaracha, Para yo animar mi fiesta Y me prometiste una maraca, oye, De un iguano y fruta seca vaya usted a ver

Gato, who is Gato, cold, Gato Ellis, Gato, coat, Gato Murder, Gato, work, Gato Yeah, gato, feel me, gato Eh, yeah, scared, perish Southside on the track, yeah Gucci man soprano, my plug call me Carlo (Carlo)

Yeah, I be goin' down in Florida Where the sun shines damn near every day And sit down on the sand and play Yeah, I think I'll go back to Gainesville That's the place I long to be Yeah, I'll take my woman out on the beach Just to see an old friend of

Jumpin' on and off the jet Yeah, yeah (Jumpin' on and off the jet) Ordered the 14 passenger Flyest nigga in America Fresher than a mannequin Jumpin' on and off— We say it's up, then it's up Perfect timin', dropped a diamond in my cup Solitaires on my

Money is the anthem, God, you're so handsome, money is the anthem Red, white, blue's in the skies, summer's in the air and baby, heaven's in your eyes I'm your National Anthem Tell me I'm your National Anthem (ooh yeah baby bow down, makin' me so wild

Desert shadows creep across purple sands. Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans. There, silhouetted under and eastern star, I see my long lost blossom of shalimar You, Misirlou, Are the moon and the sun, fairest one. Old temple bells are calling

Oh, don't ask why I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Show me the way For if we don't find