Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature

Cause I belong to the ground now Oh lord, won't you leave me Mother, make me Leave me on my knees And it belongs to thee Leave me just like this I want no more than this And oh lord, won't you leave me How I long for the older

Just call me angel of the morning, (angel) Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby Then slowly turn away There'll be no strings to bind your hands Not if my love can't bind your heart And there's no need to take a stand For it was I who chose to

I never sleep When trouble steals thoughts from my restless mind for free, it could be, The times I'm living in lately. I seem to find myself talking to the powers that be Awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees Admiring the scene, inhaling

I have a life that's good Lord I pray At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

It's here, it's near I see it all so clear Tonight your flight will take you higher You live a life of fear Tonight's the night that will inspire Can he comfort thee Through the darkness and the pain? Will you be there once again Disciples of Babylon?

Just chillin' on the weekend, weekend Up all night then we sleepin', sleepin' But we were never really sleepin', sleepin' Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in Goose bumps just a creepin', creepin' Yeah, we chillin' on the weekend Sippin' something on

In a road, won’t you leave me now Both in a road, won’t you leave me now You should go Nina 'Cause I ain’t never coming home And I’ve been living on the road Nina And then again you should know Nina 'Cause that’s you and me

Young money Mack I'm goin' in I'm a Millionaire I'm a Young Money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song