Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they 'Cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah Lead me Jesus, lead me Why don't you lead me in the middle of the air And if my wings should fail me Won't you provide me with another pair Please God I don't

I'm gonna build a fire in the middle of July Burn your pictures and go for a drive Down to the river Watch the ink from your love letters fade Come back home and turn that old mattress over Pour out the whiskey try wakin' up sober Gonna change it all

Hear me now Words I vow No fucking regrets Fuck these chains No god damn slave I will be different I'll stand here defiantly My middle finger raised Fuck your prejudice

They spun a web for me Oh no I see And ah well if I ever caused you trouble A spider web it's tangled up with me And I lost my head And thought of all the stupid things I said Oh no what's this A spider web and I'm caught in the middle So I turned to run

One hand in the air, if he don't really care Two hands in the air, if he don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that sometimes, the shit ridiculous Middle Finger in the air, if you don't really care It's like that

And I think I'll blow my brains Think happy thoughts Well let's go back to The middle of the day That starts it all. I can't begin to let You know just what I'm feeling. And now these red ones make me fly And the blue ones help me fall

And then the lights.... Lets all gather at time square And lets all say a prayer To Walter Disney and Mike Tyson At Madison Square Garden And then the lights came on In the middle of the night What I should do with my life How I should spend my time

I know I'm gettin' hooked on your love Talkin' to myself, runnin' in the heat Beggin' for your touch in the middle Of the street and I -- I can't stop thinking 'bout you girl I must be living in a fantasy world I've searched the whole world over To find

A igloo full of snow and a white stove House full of naked hoes snortin' blow It's so lonely at the top, plus its real cold A house full of hoes and they cookin' blow I'm in Zone 6 a.k.a. the North Pole Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert It's the

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that