'Cause you're under the blade, ohh You're under the blade A glint of steel, a flash of light You know you're not going home tonight Be it jack or switch, doctor's or mind You can't escape From the bed you've made When your time has come You'll accept the

Oh, I hate it when that happens to me Dog bites man, man loses girl Well, I once knew a man who was going insane He let love chase him right up a tree It took the police and a fire truck just to bring him back down It made the front page of the paper,

Welcome to my island But please don't you stay too long I wouldn't want anyone to think That something's going on Toe the line And you'll be fine You'll see another day Don't connect, Don't reflect,

Oh, what a feeling When we're dancing on the ceiling What is happening here Something's going on that's not quite clear Somebody turn on the lights We're gonna have a party It's starting tonight The room is hot and that's good Some of my friends came by

I got what you want boy, I got what you want I got what you want boy, you never going to get it No you never going to get it, so you might as well forget it Ho$h ninja's back what a fuckin jol Nog 'n fokken fat track, kom ons klap n zol Tsek dis kif

Oh, off across the room, she sits alone... Pretty as a picture, sadder than a sad song. Well, I'll do whatever it takes, try whatever works. I can't just sit here and watch her hurt. While she's so sad, while Mr Right did her wrong, I'll give her one

Let me break the ice Allow me to get you right But you warm up to me Baby I can make you feel And I can't get enough So let me get it up Ooh, looks like we're alone now You ain't gotta be scared Where you going now?

(The) back street dolls And the side door johnnies The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Back in the alley Going bang to the wall Tied to the tail Of a midnight crawl Heaven wouldn't be

It's about us right now, girl, where you going? I'm with you I'm with you, oh oh oh Yeah, I can't get enough of you, babe Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby M.I.A. in the MIA You do you, girl, the haters gon' hate Cut them off like

Oh darling, I know what you're going through. The last time you came through, Does your husband know? Does he know? Does your husband know the way that The sunshine gleams from your wedding band? Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?