Staring at the ceiling One of us is crying, one of us is lying In her lonely bed Wishing she was somewhere else instead They passed me by, all of those great romances It's as if you're robbing me, of my rightful chances My picture clear, everything

A woman's only human You should understand She's not just a plaything She's flesh and blood just like her man If you want a do-right-all-day woman You've got to be a do-right-all-night man Take me to heart and I'll always love you And nobody can make me

I be on the moon, by myself They say that they real but I can't tell That's why I got this Glocky by my belt If you try to stop me, won't end well Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans

What time is it? The time of our lives It's our vacation That's right, say it loud Anticipation School's out, scream and shout! It's party time

Because the times are getting so hard All I can buy is beer and wine Please go out to Washington for me Since this recession I'm losing my baby, Yes, since this recession I'm losing my baby, Yes, I have to stop running around, Man, you know it's breaking

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh

I get higher and lower Holdin' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine Like a tired soldier With nothin' to shoot I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe To want

Faces in the crowd Faces in the crowd will smile again And the devil may cry The devil may cry at the end of the night They will parade upon your victory It won't be in vain To swallow all your pain And learn to love what burns And gather courage to

A country dance was being held in a garden I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon" Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream The music started and was I the perplexed one I held my breath and said "May I have the next

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,