No flow without the other Oh, but how With one another? Electricity, biology? Seems to me it's chemistry Signals transmitted Message received Reaction making impact

Oh, my life Is changing every day In every possible way And oh, my dreams It's never quite as it seems Impossible to ignore Impossible not to do Never quite as it seems I know I've felt like this before

Oh, I'm falling Oh, I'm crying Oh, I'm yelling Oh, I love it My eyes are crying, oh no My eyes are crying I'm not feeling free I know every corners of my city But when I see misery

It's about us right now, girl, where you going? I'm with you I'm with you, oh oh oh Yeah, I can't get enough of you, babe Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby M.I.A. in the MIA You do you, girl, the haters gon' hate Cut them off like

I'll be there Climbing up the walls It's always best when the light is off Open up your skull I am the key to the lock in your house That keeps your toys in the basement And if you get too far inside You'll only see my reflection I am the pick in the ice

Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her nigga don't like me With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be Might hit it from the back, let her ride me Girl, you never meet another nigga like me

daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) me and little brother would join right in there in the sky, lord, in the sky one of these days and it won't be long i'll rejoin them in a song i'm gonna join the family circle at the throne by and by, lord, by and by i

They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh On the last tour my mates

Oh, dear boy, I wanna follow you You're a wild boy, I am a wild girl, too Oh dear boy, it's so hollow without you In a world with everything but it won't do Oh, dear boy, it's so shallow without you It's a chance, boy, everything I ask of you So bold and

Parade of the dead Oh oh the denying of your death Oh oh the machines must be fed The machines must be fed Exterminate the laws of old The sacred past begins to roll The asylum marches on The men that kill whats left is gone Revenge, and retaliation