I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

Well, go and get your own damn high 'Cause I got, I got nuggets I got, I got, I got nuggets They try to chase my supply Man they, try to chase my supply That shit hits and you're in for the long run And by the sound of it, regretting your clear neglect

Don't stay, run away It's your own fault He has ordered assassination The henchmen are gathered and waiting Your role as usurper is found out Tsarina has warned of the danger That is what we wanted This is where we lay By the light of the moon

Hey! you're banjaxed! Hey! you're screwed! And death is coming for you! Trapped on an island lost at sea! Shipwrecked! Shipwrecked your destiny! Shipwrecked you will cease to be! Get drunk or die! It's 3 years to the very day

With a hii hii hoo and a hii hii hey! We're hoisting the flag to be free We will steal the show, Jolly Rogers go We are wolves of the sea Don't try to run it's all set and done There's treasure in sight We are robbing you blind I hope you don't mind We

I have no belief But I believe I'm a walking contradiction And I ain't got no right Do as I say not as I do because The shit's so deep you can't run away I beg to differ on the contrary I agree with every word that you say Talk is cheap and lies are

That's a major key Classic shit, timeless, forever, iconic My signature fade with the Bevel blade I told her she smart and loyal, I like that Start a label, run it, sign yourself What Tony had on the table It's like us, we a major key A divine leader

'cause if you want to run cool On heavy, heavy fuel If you want to run cool Yes if you want to run cool, you got to run Last time I was sober, man I felt bad Worst hangover that I ever had It took six hamburgers and scotch all night Nicotine for

It don't make any sense to me And I wonder This life makes no sense to me I've got to run away I was just trying to be myself Have it your way; I'll meet you in hell It's hypocritical of you Do as you say, not as you do

Better find this all And I found out where it's all at And I want it all Forgot it all Crafty friends where'd they all go Try and find but no one ever knows You fall down makes you want to stay Who the hell would want to anyway Well I'm leaving