Too late, I already found what I was looking for I'm falling down Five thousand houses burning down, yeah You know it wasn't you No, it wasn't you, no Falling down And 15 thousand people scream They were all begging for your dream No one is gonna save

Everyone thinks that we're perfect Please don't let them look through the curtains Places, places, get in your places Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces Picture, picture, smile for the picture Pose with your brother, won't you be a good

I can't see this world unless I go Outside my Southern Comfort zone When I miss my Tennessee home When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton, The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody

Don't be late for school again boy I think me, I want life I think me, I want a house and a wife I want to shimmy-shimmy-shimmy Through the break of dawn yeah Don't be late for school again girl Education, fornication, in you are go Education

And when things are going crazy I'll be your shelter, baby Keep you warm and Keep you from the rain- hey, hey There is a place up the street It's a funky little place we can meet It's my house built for love From the kitchen to the basement, wall to wall

Bad taste, bad taste in my mouth Flag wavin', flag wavin' at a patriot's house Lookin' for change in the couch Mad world, mad world, that's what the TV said Imagine tryna keep your head While your daughter sleeps in bed And when she wakes up, will the

I said I'm mad (I'm burnin' up) I had a friend one time, at least I thought he was my friend For he came to me, said "I ain't got no place to go" I said "take it easy man, you can come home to my house, I'll get you a pillow where you can rest your head"

I don't be fuckin' around on that microphone Niggaz know I get it in on that microphone "The-the-the mic, the-the-the microphone" Too many Indians and no chiefs I pull out the pistol when I pull no piece I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes Lookin'

Ain't living long like this Can't live at all like this,can I baby? They got'em all in the jailhouse baby I look for trouble and I found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but I don't think I can You make one move and you're

I'm a free born man of the USA There's nothing left to say The cadillac stood by the house And the yanks they were within And the tinker boys they hissed advice 'Hot-wire her with a pin' Then we turned and shook as we had a look In the room where the