Though I will disappear Into the street parade When I was waiting for your phone call The one that never came Like a man about to burst I was dying of thirst Though I will never fade Or get lost in this daze It's not too hard to cry

I'd love to stay with you all I'll ever speak Don't remember where I was I realized life was a game The more seriously I took things The harder the rules became I had no idea what it'd cost My life passed before my eyes

Mama Africa They took me away from you Mama How are you doing Mama Long time me no see you Mama Long before I was born Long before I came on in There's so many things about you

There's a place for the baby that died He was taken away And there's a time for the mother who cried 'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long How could you hurt a child When will the icicle melt The icicle, icicle

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame

Be good to me, good to me Be good to me Oh, please be good to me Oh save my soul and lead me home I've been running for far too long My time is yours, waste it carefully You hit and run, do it gracefully You know I'm counting on you

'Cause this has been too much for me to take Far away, I get cold Just a lesson in falling down Hey mister, it's nice to meet you Some say this life is just a waste of time Unless you believe Hey mister, lets ride to the edge this time Right now, I need

(Let's get married) You don't believe me Let's get married today Might as well Wipe all your tears away Sitting here Wasting my time for you And I'm not too crazy About the idea

You don't want no pressure, you don't want no pressure You don't want no pressure, you don't want no Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin' for me Ain't gon' say no names, probably lookin' for me Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too Ain't gon'

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame