Kick back an' get high Hang a sign on the door of my life Tell the world that I've gone missin' An' I won't be back for a while I'm so tired of only wishin' I could leave my troubles behind I wanna be front porch rockin' With a big sun droppin' in a blue

You and your sister live in a Lemonworld I want to sit in and die Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo I'm too tired to drive anyway, anyway right now Do you care if I stayed? You can put on your bathing suits Losin' my breath, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo So

The dead have come to claim a debt from thee I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch

I'd get on my knees Confess my love, I'd know where to be My sanctuary, you're holy to me If you were church, I'd get on my knees You were doomed but just enough I'd get on my knees, yeah If you were church, yeah, I'd get on my knees And take the pain

Take my hand Let's walk through love's door And be free from the world once more Here's my arms We can hide today And love the world away Every now and then When the world steps in Stealin' all our time away

Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her - on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

Wishing I could go back You're more than just a notch in my belt A story to tell The only thing on my mind And it's keeping me up at night And it's keeping me up Another night, another stranger's door Hoping when it opens I'll see you

To the long winding road You left me standing here A long long time ago Lead me to your door The long and winding road That leads to your door Will never disappear I've seen that road before It always leads me here

Space coupe look like a UFO (Whoa) Smokin' on dope (Damn) They call me Yao 'cause my eyes real low (Low) Pourin' up fours (Whoa) You the type of nigga go cry to a ho (Ho) Butterfly doors (Ooh) Baby mama whip a pot on the stove (Whip it) Ain't no joke

Who could ask for anything more? I got my man Old Man Trouble I don't mind him You won't find him 'Round my door I got starlight I got sweet dreams I got my gal