It's the American heartbeat Chart the stars, head out for the action Hit the streets and find some satisfaction The night's alive with wind and fire We telegraph our heart's desire Through the night with our eyes Wheels are turnin' fast and hard Hearts

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

Beach of Fortune and the neon sky You know while back with us will be go tonight That's what they told us and they must be right, so let's ride They built this city for me and you yeah, Snoop A yes sir, radio station, BUSH69 when you're down Take me to

Baa, baa, black sheep Have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir Three bags full One for the master One for the dame And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane Three bags full.

Like haiku, I speak smooth (ooh) But, they tryna fuck up my mood (oh) Thought we cool, buy when you round (ooh) Yuh, yuh, yuh, ooh, ha You won't, yessir ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney Okay, what you say? Yuh, yuh, common sense is to compromise

In a land of desire, your heart filled with fire We will sail on, forever on To the land of the evening star The land of the evening star You live for the right to be free We'll be one tonight Don't you shut your eyes in silence Tonight gather near, come

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade It's not a job, it's an adventure, oh yes sir, I got that Ah, but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at Oh, you'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid You never told me I'd get my

Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl

Just your pariah Ain't no messiah I'm your pariah For your desire Do you believe every word I say? Pariah from society Addicted to sobriety A product of a virgin birth Another God on Earth, yes that's your fantasy