Run the money up, way up Life ain't sweet ain't no lay-up Stayed the same and they changed up I knew they was gon' change up Money never gon' change us Drip for sale, they gotta pay us I stayed down and I came up So I just be in my lane stuck Cook that

Who really cares? I just want to ask a question To save a world in despair There'll come a time, when the world won't be singin' Flowers won't grow, bells won't be ringin' Who's willing to try to save a world That's destined to die When I look at the

Who cares if one more light goes out? In a sky of a million stars It flickers, flickers Who cares when someone's time runs out? If a moment is all we are We're quicker, quicker If they say Should've stayed, were there signs, I ignored?

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party) Welcome to the party Welcome to the party, aye Ride with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan) Burn up, let it burn Step up in the party, step up in the party

There is no way back from here Pleased to meet you take my hand Pleased to meet you say your prayers But I don't care I'm fightin' for you I'm breakin' to you Lately, I've been Livin' in my head The rest of me is dead

Non, rien de rien Non, je ne regrette rien Ni le bien qu´on m´a fait Ni le mal tout ça m´est bien égal! C´est payé, balayé, oublié Je me fous du passé! Avec mes souvenirs J´ai allumé le feu Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs

Better hide your heart, better hold on tight Say your prayers, 'cause there's trouble tonight When pride and love battle with desire Better hide your heart, 'cause you're playing with fire Johnny saw her riding on a street car named Desire, his fate was

Bebo pa' no pensarte, si bebo te pienso Fumo pa' borrarte y en el humo te veo Ya he hecho todo y no sé qué más hacer ¿Cómo carajo me olvido del ayer? No sé si todavía piensas en mí O si yo era otro en su cama Si no era real me lo creí Su piel no mentía

Haciéndole cosas con ella me quiero perder (Eh-eh, eh-eh) con ella me quiero perder me trae recuerdos del ayer me trae recuerdos del ayer (Oh-oh) Hay necesidades que no tienen control Yo necesito tocarte Le serví un trago

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Ya, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying