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

Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born

It's the simple things in life, simple things in life Simple things in life, simple things in life And I know where I'm going to I'm looking in Longevity's eyes I play with Infinity's mind, Forever's my guy My pedigree above your ass, you'll never see I

I really believe that I'm glad It doesn't matter what I say You never listen anyway Just don't know what you're looking for Imagination's all I have But ever then you say it's bad Just can't see why we disagree Casual conversations how they bore me They

Here comes the weekend, Set off your sirens Set off your sirens. Here comes, comes the weekend Hear it calling like a siren Not lookin' for a fight, no High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time We don’t look for trouble Just enough to, seein'

The rhythm of love Let us find together Is what I've got for you The beat we're looking for Keeps me dancing on the road Got the groove that hits the bone Is the game I'm looking for Is the heartbeat of my soul Let's spend the night together

"It's time" "She's gone hasn't she, Michael?" "Thank you, Mary Poppins" "I won't forget Mary Poppins " So hold on tight to those you love And maybe soon from up above You'll be blessed so keep on looking high While you're underneath the lovely London sky

I've seen strange signs on my way Silent shadows Dancing shapes And angels fallen on the earth And look here When the root of thy cannot reach Art thou Nephilim child Are ye looking for thy Elysium

Ask me no questions, I will tell you no lies We're looking for angels in the darkest of skies I'm not asking for a miracle If you feel it could you let me know? I'm not asking for a miracle (I'm not asking for a miracle) And I need you to know I'm not

Sometimes I wish I had three different faces I'm going to court for three cases in three places One in Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn The way things is looking I'ma see central bookings Facing 3, 3 to 9 is mad time After re-concurrence for assault 2-9