Mark my words Mark my words, that's all that I have Mark my words, give you all I got In every way I will You're the only reason why Oh I don't wanna live a lie So you heard it all before Falling in and out of trust Trying to rekindle us

I got to vote for you ‘Cause if you’ve got the plan Well, you been talkin’, talkin’ to the people Tryin’ to get them to go your way Telling us, telling us not to worry You say we won’t be led astray We’re so tired of your signifying How do we know, 'til

(Welcome to L.A) Where you can see the whole city burning 'Cause the cops got Uzis and the dealers keep serving And your kids ain't learning shit, except this Sex power and wealth, fuck everything else Trying to survive, Los Angeles Times Trying to

All I got is nothing but A little bit of love and gonna Give it to the people then they'll See, then they'll see Rolling around like a big rubber ball Writing this song about some things that I saw Trying to stand like a big strong tough man Finding out

You or me, baby, who's gonna break first? Who's gonna walk up and say "hi" Say, "what the hell are we doin'?" Then lean in a little close to whose lips Standing at the bar tryin' to get a drink Got one I hadn't touched at the table Somebody said you're

I feel it coming out my throat Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap God, I wish I never spoke God, I wish I'd never spoke I'm tired of being careful, gentle, trying to keep the water warm Let me under your

I got the poison I got the remedy, I got the pulsating, rhythmical remedy. Hello, yea, hold a sec. Liam there's someone on the phone for you. Oh, fuck's sake, trying to write this fucking tune, man. Yeah! Yeah! Boom! Yeah! Yeah! Bah! Yeah! Yeah! Boom!

Can't I get back my lonely life California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right While you're tryin' to save me Little Mona Lisa laying by my side "Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime I feel too close to be losin' touch

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen I be banging on the pans in the kitchen So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen Stop and listen I'll rock it wicked, no competition on the shit You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter than it A

What are you trying to say? So I got you a present I went downtown to get it Doing anything tonight? Done for the day ‘Cuz we got a date