Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, with never a care Takin' all my friends out for a good time Drinkin' high-priced liquor, champagne and wine; Then I began to fall so low; Didn't have a

Goodbye, I've had enough frustration I won't get stuck, goodbye, This dead end situation, It's just not worth my time But waiting so frustrating I'm so sick of all this tension Not to mention I'm so sick of You speak for all of us when you can't be heard

Sweet child in time you'll see the line The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close

Truth will mess you up You really messed up All the good times Truth will mess you up (all the good times) You really messed up everything Take me back again You really messed up this time (ah) But you can take it all back again Strike up what's in the

eih eih eih(eih eih eih) (Beres Hammond) girl you want to come and feel good tonight let me hear you say eih eih eih are you ready for the one you love tonight let me hear you say eih eih eih now we want to go cross the bridge tonight eih eih eih eih eih

Yeah we gonna be on fire tonight Yeah we gonna have a damn good time Yeah we gonna roll, on and on Yeah we gonna drink until it's gone Yeah we gonna sing all night long Gonna burn it down in shining light, Yeah we gonna get a little high off life Yeah we

Oh whata' groomy day in Newport'verything is sad, sad, sad Yes what a groomy day in Newport everything is sad, sad. You know it's a groomy day in Newport One awhile a time to have a hand What gonna happened to my music What gonna happened to the song Bis

In Marina Del Rey We said goodbye In marina del rey "I had a good time" Was the last thing I heard her say As I walked away And on this plane back to Tennessee My mind comes across her memory

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You

I've stopped counting sheep, now I just count the days 'Til you're back in this bed that I remake every time And I'm fine And if they ask, I'll say I'm fine Are you sure this is where you wanna be? So look around you, and take a good look At all the