Qué onda guero? See the vegetable man in the Vegetable van with the horn that's honking Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street People gather around put a dollar in the can Ay wey, qué onda? tj cowboys hang around Sleeping on the side walk with

In this sweet Paradise And this is what we swear Out a many one people Tell me can you see that any where Everyone treated equal And this is why So many die Leaving so many to cry Its 'cause life is so unfair

Did you find your fear? And everyone was saved Yeah, we can make it here Do you understand the people that we are Do you believe right from the start Do you see that everybody needs Do you feel when you're burning in that hell Do you fear the marching of

you get bigger as you go so i find out what the luxury of hate is as exciting maybe as doing the dishes face toward window -- light received you walk away to see a film see some people see a man stab in throat twist in gut all too clear not too new --

Can't see me Need a little something You said, just keep it true Lift up your name Seasons change You know it'll never be the same We'll see the sun again I just wanna say that I love you Say what you love, it's alright

It's a lot to you, it's a lot to you But it ain't nothing to me People talk, it's just word of mouth No, it ain't nothing to me You talking loud 'cause I'm not around Yeah, that's something to see Say I’m the man and I'm winning now That shit ain't

All the haters, all the lovers All the people I ain't seen in too many years All the friends that are more like brothers All the faces in the bleachers Yeah this one's for the ones who got me here The ones that I drank all those beers with Made it

We can see where things go naturally Just say the word and I'll part the sea It's alright Just come over here and sit next to me Yeah, it's alright Yeah it's over, it's over I'm circling these vultures Got me praying, man this hunger Feeling something

Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over But I'm too young to worry I see my vision burn I feel my memories fade with time A melody, a memory, or just one picture Trials in life,

All we need is little action If it's only but a fraction (What I say) People to see, even me Man with a little got more of a plea He's cryin', I don't know Time at last, laws to pass Can't be a few got to be a mass A-tryin' got to go