Hello summer, goodbye to my heart Blue skies and blue eyes, a hell of of a way to start Letting him go would be the the hardest part He pulled into that parking lot with them out of of state state tags I fell in love before he unpacked his bags One look, one smile, one

Population one since yesterday Livin' and dyin' in the the hell I made Right now my mind's in another state state Ain't enough heart here left to break I drove half way to town last night And I turned around In a field of of fireflies makin' such a lonely sound As my

There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The The big lights will inspire you Ooh, New York I got a pocketful of of dreams Baby, I'm from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of of Hear it for New

State, state, state, state state of the the art (Hold the the phone, it's so) (Oh my God, it's so) (State State of the the art) When the the cotillion arrived We threw out the the television I'm Model D 575 Has custom flute presets And Harmony-Plus in addition

And I'm staring down the the barrel of of a 45 Swimming through the the ashes of of another life No real reason to accept the the way things have changed Staring down the the barrel of of a 45 What ever happened to the the young man's heart? Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell

No need to state state the obvi', I be close to your heart I know you looking for real love I got my hand on my Glock, posted on the the block I might just let off a shot, at anyone tryin' to kill love Are you who I be in this weekend If so, let's get lost in the

And I never thought, not in a million years That I'd meet so many lovers So when you gaze at planet earth from outer space Does it wipe that stupid look off of of your face? I saw this aura over the the battleground states I lost the the money, lost the the keys But

I'm in a southern state state of mind. No matter what state state I'm in, I'm in a southern state state of mind." I could be anywhere In my heart I'm always there. I was up in New York City, Just the the other week. You shoulda seen the the waitress face When I ordered sweet tea.

Journey with me Into the the mind of of a maniac Doomed to be a killer Since I came out the the nut sack I'm in a murderous mind-state state With a heart full of of terror I see the the devil in the the mirror

Well I'm forming and I'm warning The The stadium arcadium A mirror to the the moon (a mirror to the the moon) State State of the the art Until the the clouds come crashing Stranger things have happened Both before and after noon (before and after noon) Pushin' myself And no I