Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,

They're just girls Eyes bright, uptight, just girls But she can't be what you need if she's seventeen Wrestle to the ground God help me now because They're just girls breaking hearts I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age But girl I'm not

I believe in angels I'll cross the stream, I have a dream Something good in everything I see When I know the time is right for me I have a dream, a song to sing To help me cope with anything If you see the wonder of a fairy tale You can take the future

You know if you don't help me darling I can't do it all by myself I'll have to find myself somebody else Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown You got to help me You got to help me, baby I may have to wash I may have to sew

I've been waiting waiting waiting You help me lose my mind And you believe something I can't define Help me lose my mind, make me run back What if all before Keep, I need more time How much longer Who I've been waiting for (What you've become)

No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on

I can't help it if I wanted to I wouldn't help it even if I could I wouldn't help it, no Looking in my mirror Took me by surprise I can't help but see you Running often through my mind Helpless like a baby Sensual disguise

For I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows surely to the sea Darling so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand, take my whole life too Wise men say only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay?

(Raised on country music) I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my Honky Tonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I

If I stand around and watch them drown in a pool of gray When we dive in I can surely say there's feud with force Am I in your way? please knock me down. can I help you in? When I'm not around let us all be found in certain ways Dear Mister Queequeg you