Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer, qu'est-ce que c'est Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax I can't sleep cause my bed's on fire

Finding no better way nor time this far, for us now. Complete with all your misunderstandings can barely rise to stay, The possibilities are endless now, the forecast not so good for me now. When you turned away we tore apart. to see you now.

Zion train is coming our way They said the soul train is coming our way The Zion train is coming our way Oh, people, get on board (you better get on board) Thank the Lord (praise fari) I gotta catch a train, 'cause there is no other station Then you

Together we cry Together we cry! Whoa oh whoa oh whoa Jenny was a poor girl Living in a rich world Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen She was hoping for a better world For this little girl But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree

Standing in the corner Studying the lights Dreaming of escape Could be up at night Someone put the fares up Got me in raise So guess it's better to stay Well, come on and say Well, the food's gonna find us

Not today might be here tomorrow One cold summer night sally slipped away Door left open wide not a word to say Hard luck took its toll I can't blame her none She knew better fare when a girl at home Hope for a settled life, not this world to roam Let my

How could you be the better part of me When we're only half of what we used to be? Today, could you see, this isn't what we need And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell What am I to say? I'm all wrapped up in apathy And I don't

She's not anyone Gonna write a song so she can see Give her all the love she gives to me Talk of better days that have yet to come Never felt this love from anyone Talking to the songbird yesterday Flew me to a past not far away She's a little pirate in

But if you want the answers, From a post up high, From where you see the ships afar, From a well trained eye, The waves all keep on crashing by, If you are the light post, Then you own the working class, You better give a piece of ass,

You won't get that far Wastin' your breath on somebody else You need to check yourself, yeah You got some nerve tweetin' from your mama house, ay You got some nerve tweetin' on your mama couch, ay You got some nerve, boy you better watch your mouth, ay I