If she had only stood for love, that would have been enough Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful life Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful sight Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful light Miss Liberty turn in a Jezebel All the dreams you go sell, turn in a hell Her bed

'Cause I'm evil I was afraid, I'd eat your brains Now we'll leave the silver city 'cause all the silver girls Gave us black dreams Everything means everything Do not know what all the troubles are for You're the only thing I ever want anymore Leave the

Don't give up Hold on a little longer What don't kill you Roots, remind me where I'm from Only makes you stronger Even when I'm a thousand miles away from my roots Ooh, I wouldn't change a thing It made the man I am today

All I know is The darkness makes it hard to see the light But the time is always right to do what's right If you only knew You're not the only one Please give me a redemption song I need one real bad No one seems to write them now That John and Bob are

I can't resist Temptation, temptation, temptation Rusted brandy in a diamond glass Everything is made from dreams Time is made from honey slow and sweet Only the fools know what it means Well I know that he is made of smoke But I've lost my way He knows

Are you smelling that shit? The only thing that's ever stopping me is me, hey Then know that my life was just a killer dream, yeah Eau de résistance Some princes don't become kings You only get what you grieve I testify if I die in my sleep Even at the

How could you be the better part of me When we're only half of what we used to be? Today, could you see, this isn't what we need And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell What am I to say? I'm all wrapped up in apathy And I don't

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape 'Cause you live your life in a coma, you're never awake You only get one life Is because you were never awake If you'd open your eyes then maybe you'd see what's at

Loco, with some locas (locas) I love me some locas (me encantan las locas) Loco, with some locas I like that she likes what I like Shake that butt, back it up I'm the only Cuban dead or alive More famous than Castro He's a rebel, I'm a rebel He's a

Is it guilty in here, or is it just me? What became of all the boys Who only want one thing? Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong 'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings And the young ones are just too dumb And I don't think I have any more Room