Like violence you kill me Six bottles went down the drain One hours a waste of time I'd ask if you feel the same Still pushing that chance to try Your breath in this cool room chill Long hair that blows side to side You speak and make time stand still

Well, it gettin' Late on into the evenin' and I feel like, like blowin' my home When I woke up this mornin' all I had, I had was gone Late on into the evenin', child, I feel like, like blowin' my home Well now, woke up this mornin', all I had was gone

Where will you go now? Is it true now? Killers done found this touch a long time ago Had to walks hours before I found this new kind of road Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blown But I came out with a light that blind at then end

I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you I want, I want, I want, but that's crazy I want, I want, I want, and that's not me When girls say Oh, and all the girls say Give you this, give you that Blow a kiss, take it back If I looked inside your brain I

There's a pathway to the ocean, a salty breeze blowing And this old man down the street makes damn good wine It's got stars that shine like diamonds on the black canvas behind 'em And there's a sun out here that seems to always shine And I've never seen

Do your dance it's your birthday Move that ass it's your birthday Spend this cash for your birthday Blow that bag for your birthday Spend a band if you worth it You know I like it when you work it Hit your dance on your birthday It's what you want for

Blow me one last kiss Just when it can't get worse I've had a shit day You've had a shit day We've had a shit day I think that life's too short for this Want back my ignorance and bliss I think I've had enough of this I think I've finally had enough

But I didn't go yet This shit is crazy It's one of those things man You gotta experience to know what I'm talkin' about It's where the goin' get rough

I'm so fancy Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y You already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo Can't you taste this gold Remember my name, 'bout to blow That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y

Absolute Power! That's the only way to roll Absolute Power! They love us everywhere we go Absolute Power! Tecca Nina's bout to blow Absolute Power, Absolute Power Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness From the deepest darkest part of Missouri