The lunatics now run the asylum The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it I said the lunatics now run the asylum I walk around with OJ's glove knowing it fit Fif to the toilet we taking over this

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They say haters be in they feelings I've been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go 'Cause I see that you love different My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go But I love, I love her, I love her, I can't let

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

When you feel like this They won’t bother us Baby, when you feel like this Does it make you believe in love? We can call it love Na na na na na You and me like this Pay no attention Na na na na, na na na na

See the bright lights shine in your face I'm counting on you to take it all away (the Wonderman) I saw the chosen one they're calling your name Are you you Are you you, the Wonderman I traded friends for fans, cement for sand Come on come on the stars

But now I'm here bitch (but now I'm here bitch, but now I'm here bitch) They used to tell me, I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone, alone) They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone) No you'll never gonna make this far Yeah,

You're such an energy. Alright, alright, alright, He's there to stare and Tell you how to look. I'm not even sure they know You by name. He's there to share what they Think of you.

I'm coming gonna take it all, I'm coming gonna take it all Just take it all So what do you say? Oh oh, hey hey hey Hey, what are you trying to say? I told you that I'm not gonna back away Because this time there's a price to pay, say hey oh hey Hey, so

You can't buy love, but you can make it You can't make sunshine, but you can make love When life gives you lemons They pour down from the heavens This is what you've got to do Make some lemonade Drink it in the shade Don't let a bad day get to you You

You're working for the clampdown Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong! (working for the clampdown) What are we gonna do now? Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the clampdown They put up a poster saying we earn more than