Up all night It's a crime How you're reeling me in with the games you play Then you hang me out to dry All the things that you said to me yesterday Playing over in my mind Well I get the thrill run down my spine When I see you hitting me up Feeling so

We might just get hit with the R.I.C.O. Views, views, views Old ways, new women, gotta keep 'em balanced The girl of your dreams, to me is probably not a challenge I've been counted out so many times I couldn't count it Funny how now my accountant is

Can't stop - moving Cut to the chase It is the fire that lights itself But it burns with a restless flame The arrow on a moving target The archer must be sure of his aim It is the engine that drives itself But it chooses the uphill climb A bearing on

All over with, Fuck all the flags, the greed, the world Run for the fence We're coming, we're killing, we're changing I'm killing,every fucking thing Until somebody gets the fucking point, the Point I'm trying to make

Somehow I found a way to get lost in you I'm nothing without you Let me inside Let me get close to you Change your mind I'll get lost if you want me to You tried to lie and say I was everything I remember when I said "I'm nothing without you" I always

Oh you don't get something for nothing You won't get wise With the sleep still in your eyes Waiting for the winds of change To sweep the clouds away Waiting for the rainbow's end To cast its gold your way Countless ways You pass the days

I will be with you again I, I will begin again All is quiet on New Year's Day A world in white gets underway I want to be with you Be with you night and day Nothing changes on New Year's Day On New Year's Day

I've flown around the world in a plane I've settled revolutions in Spain And the North Pole I have charted Still I can't get started with you On the golf course, I'm under par Metro Goldwyn have asked me to star I've got a house, a showplace Still I

Hello, hello When you hear the Pick up the phone! Leave your name and number at the beep I'm not in right now I'll get with cha

Never wanting more so I die where I dig I get what I give, so I'll die where I dig Bound with iron chain, solitary feed me to the grey We dig fields of apathy, excavating endless burial mounds Heavy lies the ground I get what I give, so I die where I dig