After a million years The Wind Song goes along And then I realize I’m glad it’s clear the rain this year Came down so strong to test my Song of love for you I love you still And always will So if my song repeats The sun, the trees, the leaves, the ground

She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie cocaine If you want to hang out you've got to take her out cocaine If you want to get down, down on the ground cocaine If you got bad news, you want to kick them blues cocaine When your day is done and you want

This is how we roll We hanging round singing out everything on the radio We light it up with our hands up Yeah this is how we roll And this is how we do We're burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon baby The mix tape's got a little Hank,

I know what has to be done I've had a vision its clear to me now Different religions cannot share a land A plague and I have the cure Chase them down, let them suffer in pain Dig them down, they´ll be gone for a while Evidence lost Plunder and rape

Take these chains off Take 'em off my heart Give me some kind of life Leave me be I move away it don't do me no good Three thousand miles don't help like I thought it would Help me, beggin' you please You got the power down on my knees Reach out to me,

Ooh na na, what's my name? Hey boy, I really wanna see if you Can go downtown with a girl like me Hey boy, I really wanna be with you 'Cause you just my type Ooh na na na na I need a boy, to take it over Looking for a guy, to put in work uh

On the other side nothing but brown grass Now I find myself rolling 'round on brown grass Now I find myself falling down on brown grass Now I'm open wide To the truth I left behind Her loves so hard to find Why didn't I know that she was a essential part

Don't break character Is this real or just a dream? When they knock you down You've got a lot of heart Rise up like the sun Labor till the work is done And go on to bed Nobody knows what lies ahead

Do what I say Don’t do what I do You better slow down your pace You know sometimes, haste makes waste You better stop blowing the breeze You better give the jive the freeze

(You're gonna burn in hell) (Oh, burn in hell) Hear no evil, don't you See no evil, don't you Lay no evil down on me Speak no evil, don't you Think no evil, don't you Play with evil, 'cause I'm free You're gonna burn in hell