Don't take it away Your grace (your grace) I'm not ready to be just another of your mistakes Don't wanna let the pieces fall out of place I was only just a breath removed from going to waste 'Til I found salvation in the form of your I got nothing but

The boys of the NYPD choir For Christmas day And the bells were ringing out Still singing "Galway Bay" It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew

Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face When I was 15 I dreamed of leaving my home I had to see the world And live like a rolling stone I heard California

You were mine my boo I don't know bout cha'll But I know about us and uh This is the only way We know how to rock It started when we were younger girl Now another brother's taking over But it's still in your eyes my boo Even though we used to argue it's

I see the future There's no way out of this dark place No hope, no future I know I can't be free and I can't see another way I can't face another day I see the path from this dark place I can see the Everywhere I turn, I hurt someone But there's nothing

In the black of the night till the red morning light And I said nah nah hey hey Another dirty bird ain't giving out a taste And I said nah nah hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away That's not right Hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away You

I heard the angels singing I heard the angels singing to me I went down in the valley one day I seen an old devil walk down my way I said get back sit down, get out of my way I don't wanna hear another word you say I heard a voice, I saw no one What you

The only way Is all the way! I won't give another soul to you! I won't give another life to you! Watch those idiosyncrasies! Watch all the idiots fall on me! Running out of ways to get outta the way! Take another shot just to stay the same! But I need

Lady writer on the TV Just the way that her hair fell down around her face Then I recall my fall from grace Another time, another place Talking about the Virgin Mary Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me And the lady writer on the TV Lady Writer on

From the edge of the world Somewhere now Don't wanna think about tomorrow Don't wanna think about the road It doesn't matter anyway I wanna start a revolution I wanna hear it on my radio And put it off another day