There’s no way that it’s not going there With the way that we’re looking at each other We just dance backwards into each other Trying to keep our feelings secretly covered Every second with you I I want another But maybe we can hold off one sec So we can

Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin' It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin' They just use your mind and they never give you credit 9 to 5, yeah they got you where they want you There's a

To even the toughest among us That would be too much Coming from where he did He was turned away from every door like Joseph He didn´t know what it was to be black ´Til they gave him his change But didn´t want to touch his hand Isn´t it just enough How

Adult education Believe it or not there's life after high school The student body's got a bad reputation (oh yeah, oh yeah) What they need is adult education What you want is an adult Adult, adult,

Go marching in (marching in) Yes, I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching in Sisters and brothers This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go Marching In" Here

Don't stay, run away It's your own fault He has ordered assassination The henchmen are gathered and waiting Your role as usurper is found out Tsarina has warned of the danger That is what we wanted This is where we lay By the light of the moon

The monarchy of roses Several of my best friends wear, The colors of the crown And Mary wants to fill it up, And Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl The savior of your light The monarchy of roses tonight We all want the rose you know

Somebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees

Will you care When I'm gone And it's time And I've really had enough And I'm sorry For the trouble Thats been costing us so much Splitting apart, it's getting harder to tell what you want So bored with these games, games

Ah, girl, girl Is there anybody going to listen to my story All about the girl who came to stay? She's the kind of girl You want so much, it makes you sorry Still you don't regret a single day When I I think of all the times I I tried so hard to leave her