Watch me, do this Watch me, watch me (Yeah!) That's what they yell when we come around (Yeah!) This is your town? Well we run it now (Yeah!) How big is your army, a hunnit thou? (Yeah!) If you want the rain then we comin' down Look, watch me, watch me

I walked into your store Just to have a look around Asked if you could help me With the bargain I had found Tried to explain to you, darlin' That I was just a working man You came up with some term That I could not understand Oh, little lady

I've stopped counting sheep, now I just count the days 'Til you're back in this bed that I remake every time And I'm fine And if they ask, I'll say I'm fine Are you sure this is where you wanna be? So look around you, and take a good look At all the

Oh, you look so beautiful tonight And I miss you when you're not around I'm getting ready to leave the ground In the city of blinding lights The more you see the less you know The less you find out as you go I knew much more then than I do now Neon

Join hands to summon up the dead, Hear them singing inside your head. Oh, my gypsy, can you tell, If sweet Satan Will rise from Hell? Crystal ball, will hypnotize, Look inside those demon eyes. Paint the circle around the pentagram, Cut the throat of the

We're made for now Not tomorrow Look around Made for now Everybody move your body (right now), everybody (right now) If you're livin' for the moment Don't stop, 'cause I break those ceilings Made for now (uno) Look around (dos, tres)

The master of insanity Your freedom is gone He's taken everything You ever had But if you're strong you'll survive You've got to hold on Open your eyes Look all around

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight You're getting me, getting me through the night I got all I need when I got you and I I look around me, and see a sweet life Can't stop my heart when you shinin' in my eyes You're my flashlight When tomorrow

You're an asshole You look like ass you smell like shit So why are you such a dick. You always make me sick. Bound for agony, Your life's catastrophe. You walk around like you're the tits You walk around like your the tits You make me sick.

'Cause I know he's here He's everywhere Take a look around oh and you will see That cross we bear It's in the air Lord we thank you for these gifted hands I remember the day that he came in I can't believe how long it's been Like a poet, he began to play