People = shit, people = shit People = shit (what cha gonna do?) People = shit ('cause I am not afraid of you) People = shit (I'm everything you'll never be) People = shit C'mon motherfucker, everybody has to die Here we go again, motherfucker Come on

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Come on and sing Everybody sing Now the dark days are gone And the bright days are here (Can’t stop me now) If you believe in destiny then you will see (Ain’t no stoppin’ now)

When the lights come on When the lights come on, everybody's screaming Lighters in the sky, yeah, everybody's singing Every word to every song to the girl they're takin' home tonight When the lights come on, everybody's feeling A hallelujah high from the

Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) He'll try to take you from me Some things money can't buy... Everybody wants to have a girl like you But I'm the one and it's right My wish becomes his delight Your not gonna get far from me

Reality, yeah, sometimes life Ain't all that it's cracked up to be So let's take a chance and live this fantasy 'Cause everybody needs to break free from reality Come on everybody, break free For me it's a beach bar Or on a boat underneath the stars Or

But mama just wants to barrel house all night long I was up the road on easy street Watching everybody stand around and cheat A man comes up and says Move along back to the corner where you belong I hear the city singing like a siren choir Some fool

I am realizing That everybody's lost their simple ways And now that it's here, I see it oh-so clearly I've come face to face with the enemy Oh, the enemy Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbin'-Son-of-a-Bitch You're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'

I grew up inna place called De La Vega Spanish Town Rocking Over Prison Oval I grew up inna a place called Ensom City Spanish Town groovy Everybody nice Hail Jah mon, Spanish Town me born Dat a weh me come from From you look inna me face you see a De La

Dem nae waan we yah We cut and come back with the formula Have everybody speechless like Michael Jackson's song, enuh When we a work, dem did a laugh, enuh No blood inna mi eye, vengeance inna mi heart, enuh Oh, we find the formula Fi make the money fi

It's a crazy town full of neon dreams, Everybody plays everybody sings, Hollywood with a touch of twang, Bend those strings till the Hank comes out, Make all the drunk girls scream and shout, We love it we hate it we're all just trying to make it, In