We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue In our rock n roll tee shirts and our typically bad attitudes Had no excuses for the things that we'd done We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly Man I don't know where the time goes Young, young But

The freaks of the industry, Well, we're the freaks of the industry. My man, Money be , Oh my mellow, Shock G And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G Well they say that birds do it, bees do it. Time to freak, Money be gets to it, Not a

How long it will take you to reach the stars? No ? where you are No one could escape it, and hold it right No had no companion, and you were right It's you that I want, it's you that ? No one for the taking, it will be mine No ? seven stars, seven stars.

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

You know what, you know what, you know what, you know what Made it off the block, I could never stop Great collectives You know what we're 'bout, and we stay protected Ringing off that mat and it's straight connected Think that it's just rap, got your

It was the fourth of July you and I were fire, fire, fireworks You and I were I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know Where the bridges I have burned never really led home On the fourth of July That went off too soon And I miss you in

And a little of that human touch Share a little of that human touch Feel a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch Do you think what I'm askin's too much You and me we were the pretenders We let it all slip away In the end what you

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

No, it don't matter as long as we're together It all feels like home Moved along It don't matter as long as we're together And we rode on It all feels like home (it don't matter) Feels like home You hit me up in the beat up 'cause that's just south of

Oh no, oh no Show us that we're wrong and that's the one thing we can't be Oh no, oh no no no And throw away the key, boys The Joneses, they're not like you or me Lock 'em up, tight 'Cause if they had the chance they might Throw away the key, boys So