Up on the mountain I see down below Woah-oah-oh-oh-oh-oh Woah-oah-oh-oahh It's easy to lose yourself I know Can't hear what you're shouting, I'm deaf to your show It's easy to lose your self control Everybody gets high, everybody gets low Life can be

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

All day, every day is a holiday All day, every day all we gotta say We're alright, 24/seven Try and knock us down We'll get get up every time We can run this town So let's do what we like, do what we like

I've got those midnight blues Can't get get no sleep, don't know what to do It's the darkest hour of the darkest night Every evening after sundown As the light begins to fade I feel so low, but I just don't know Why these blues won't go away It's a million

We are the small axe If you are the big tree Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down Shall bury in it, shall bury in it And whosoever diggeth a pit Ready to cut you down (well sharp) Why boasteth thyself Oh, evil men

That's all I need in my fantasy No monogamy, ménage with me Pornography surrounding me You get get high with me, you come down with me Give you some of me, you want all of me And get get high with me, and come down with me I'm way too antsy, cause my ambition's

When the sun sinks down, over the water, 'Cause when the sun goes down, we'll be groovin', When the sun goes down we'll be feelin' alright, Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down. Sun tan toes, ticklin' the sand, Cold drink chillin' in my right

I get get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the

On them hot summer nights when I get get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there And a catfish line going, bom bom So if

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun