Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Moderate Rock May day, every day, my day Could've had a heart attack, my heart We don't know anything, my heart We all want something fair, my heart Out of town, out of sight, is my heart Queen of lies, today, my heart

I'm trapped inside this dream Of the Eldar's For the Eldar Song of doom I've seen the moon And the first sunrise I'll leave it to the memories And kiss the wind goodbye I've tasted poison

Yeah you learn to fly and if you can't then you just free-fall May we all know that nothing ain't cool 'til you wear the new one The sound of a quarter rollin' down a jukebox Play the Travis Tritt right above the 2Pac For you get lost down some road Slow

I just can't help myself I'm feeling like I'm going out of my head Trying to break free Today I am searching for it Subconscious strange sensation Unconscious relaxation What a pleasant nightmare And I can't wait to get there again Every time I close my

Agárrame otra vez Que no habrá después Dale como es Empieza por lo pies Pero lento, lento, lento Pero lento lento lento Yo también quiero amanecer contigo Pa' meterme adentro tengo mil motivos

Just hold me close my darling We became the same Why try at all? So we're left alone No one left to call upon Be still now, broken bones As I travel on just hold me close my darling I had a dream

Di yon mo pou mwen kumbayah 'Cause I'm needin' somethin' I've been searchin' for my soul, my heart I got this money, but it's nothin' right now I ain't never gotta rap about the diamonds on my neck I'm searchin' for my soul, hope you know where it went

Guess I'll always have to be Living in a fantasy From now on That's the way it's got to be It's you for you, and me for me Monday has come around again I'm in the same old place With the same old faces always watching me Who knows how long I'll have to

Every time I close my eyes It's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side Oh oh oh, ha ha ha I don't wanna wake up from this tonight And there's no remedy for memory your face Your soul is hunting

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see