I'm in a New York state of mind. Out of touch with the rhythym and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News. It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me cause I've let it slide. I don't care if it's Chinatown or

So if I never get to say this to you Find a stream that leads toward the water of the divine You should still know, dry your eyes Come lay with me I'm right here When the world explodes Try to remember these words When the world explodes! In the darkest

Some friends will depart, some stay the same Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain Some will help me up, some tear me down But what goes around comes around Talking to myself Pushing everyone away Is overcoming nothing And the thought remains the

Bruk off you back Bruk off you, bruk off you Wah dis make you feel like do You fi bruk off you back Gal you know you got the glue Know you got the glue Know yuh got the gluuuee Come bruk off you back Come whine till you bruk off you back

The door's open wide Come in from out of the rain So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy

You will become, In time, become. In time, this won't even matter This chapter will be long under grass And we'll talk about everything till it's easier Your beauty is nothing compared to what And we talked about talk of a gold ring And you brought me

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey My tapeworm tells me what to do My tapeworm tells me where to go When you, do come out But I cannot grow Till you eat the last of me Oh when will I be free

We are, we are, we are It hurts when your denial's exposed We are the truth that hurts the most 'cause But as I get to the end of mine You deny and think everything is fine The time has come to bring you down Take the power back I'll show you how I hear

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

Death from within On the march, no place to run Time has come, no where to hide The moon is red, no one is safe From spilling blood, no living thing survives Here they fight, regretting nothing Here you die, the walls are caving in Nothing left, a lethal