Hey oh wow oh I'm down on my line I'm new in the city I'm lost in the world I'm up in the woods Down for the night, down for the night Who will survive in America? I'm building a still

Your lover for life So take me I'm your prisoner Will you sentence me I'm your prisoner Hey Heyyeah baby hoo boy yeah oh baby I hope you realize baby Just what you mean to me (uh)

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

And sadness will sear Tied to the fences they break you Cold is the wind that will freeze you It's 12:53 AM, October 12th Shepherd is chased by the wolves Wolves who live by intolerance and hate For what they couldn't understand Blinded and vicious are

Sugar mama, sugar mama, Sugar mama, please, come back to me They've been braggin' all over town We done crazy about you Sugar mama Because you ease my worried mind I like my coffee sweet early in the mornin', You know, and I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night

Just leave me be Why you just leave me It's like moving mountains Hey HeyBut I keep climbing and hoping things would change And the sky turns gray, and the water from the rain washes progress away Just leave me Just leave me be, oh But it's like moving

You're coming back! You've been gone much longer than you Ever said you had the plan to I'm just gonna wait 'till you come home Though I count the days, they're grey without you The weather's much better when I think about you I'm just gonna wait till

La-la, how the life goes on Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones Happy ever after in the

I'm the fireman, that's my name. They call me the fireman, that's my name. Making my rounds all over town, putting out old flames. Well everybody'd like to have a what I got. I can cool 'em down when they're smoldering hot. Last night they had a bad one

They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)