It keep mi calma, it mek mi smarta Marijuana pon di corna Getting to ma head Burning on the highway, it's the highest grade Burning on di highway, it's di highest grade It's getting to ma head I give it to some of ma bredren an mi sistren to use it It's

I'm burning like a fucking fire Mysterious Domain, Murdered Apprehension Shemyaza, Lacifarus - glow like the Sun In this final hour Ov Dawn ov the Dusk I, heart ov all chthonic hearts Vulture eye, fallen one, proclaim: This great world Is a mirror ov my

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

They bring him to the shore His ship is ready made He will not see them anymore Here he cannot stay The brotherhood is gathered Their faces as hard as stone They have come to take farewell In silence they mourn Our king has left our ranks

These thunderclouds, oh, no These thunderclouds, oh, no, no Where'd the love go? When all is said and done Hey now, put your hands in the air I'ma go through your stuff You're sayin' those words like you hate me now (wo-oah) Our house is burning when

Sing for me Welcoming you to my harem A song of life's visage A tune of love's mirage I hold your Eastern promise Close to my heart Burning sands Winds of desire Mirrored oasis

Gotta leave my candlelight burning If it goes out, I will lose it Burn, burn, burn, burn And I've been getting tired of these letters I see you writing on the walls And I've been walking though my own disaster Thinking it's time to move on I don't wanna

We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon,

I bet this last time's the one time too many The rush of waiting is burning through my head Right after supper her brother shower's twice a week He kicks my ass so much, that filthy white inbred And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow The lonely

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like