Cocaina, cocaina (Cocaina, cocaina) I don’t wanna serve my people You can call them birds, call them seagulls You can call the girl mamacita I do this shit for my familia Turn a half to a whole thing With cocaina you will make a name If you wanna make a

You talk too much about me I don't really care about this You make things up about me And I don't ever waste a minute That you would've came up about me From people we love You make things up about me, yeah Now you telling lies on me

(San Francisco), San Francisco (San Francisco), he he he he hey (You don't find them finer) (Searching for what we all treasure: pleasure) (Brightly on nights tell a glory story) (San Francisco), City by the Bay yeah (San Francisco), take me to the water

But black is all I know, there ain't a thing that I would change in it Look, black is beautiful, black is excellent Black is pain, black is joy, black is evident It's workin' twice as hard as the people you know you're better than 'Cause you need to do

Hey you've got to hide your love away ! Here I stand with head in hand I turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feeling two foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can hear them laugh at me And I hear them say

All around the world people want to be loved All around the world, they’re no different than us All around the world Baby what you doing? Where you at, where you at? Why you working so shy? Holdin' back, holdin' back We're not the only ones doing it like

Where did all the good people go, We got heaps and heaps of what we sow I've been changing channels On the TV shows They got this and that With a rattle of tat Man what you gonna do Gimme some truth Now whose side are we on

Call it what you want Call it what you want, yeah yeah call it what you want Yeah yeah I said just call it what you want, yeah yeah call it what you want We've got nothing to lose You better run and hide Yeah you've crossed the line I've got a knife

So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf And just enjoy yourself Life ain't so bad at all If you live it off the wall 'Cause we're the party people night and day Livin' crazy that's the only way Groove, let the madness in the music get to

A question for the new Prime Minister How'd you have a heart so sinister? How are you so wasteful when people are dying in Somalia Afghanistan, Egypt, Libya? The irony is we have no business in Syria But kids are getting killed for all the business in