For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

I am a world before I am a man I was a creature before I could stand I will remember before I forget Before I forget that! Hold your breath And listen! It justifies my means All I have to do is delay

A love that never ends I pretend it's you That I'm in love with Let's pretend we never met A good excuse to play forget Let's pretend you never lied So I can give it up all night Swallow my pride, and learn to forgive When I'm looking for love I pretend

Oh, be something you love and understand "And be a simple kind of man Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can" And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied" Mama told me

Sunny one so true, I love you. Yesterday my life was filled with rain. You smiled at me and really eased the pain. The dark days are gone, And the bright days are here, My Sunny one shines so sincere. Thank you for the sunshine bouquet.

Baby, I like it Oh, yes, I like it No, oh, oh, oh, oh The way you move on the floor Come on and give me some more Screaming like never before I, I, I like it

Break every bone in your face If you mess with my life I'll mess with your blood And bury you In a coffin made of your A coffin made of your deceptions This is to the rats A skull-fuck For every word

It's alright These whereabouts unknown Please know you can come home I long for the moment Our silence is broken It's alright now To the ends of this lost world You have marched and you have sworn To a tainted crown of thorns

Just as it was, baby Before the otherness came And I knew its name But your love was unmoved There is a roadway, muddy and foxgloved Never I'd had life enough My heart is screaming out And in a few days I would be there, love Ever here that's lived in me

Alexander Hamilton In New York you can be a new man What's your name, man? In New York you can be a new man How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot In the Caribbean by providence impoverished