So give it all, I give it all, We give it all, This is the reason why I sing, It's these reasons that belong to me Break through the undertow, Your hands I can't seem to find, Pollution burns my tongue, Cough the words I can't speak so I stall myself

Arrested on charges of unemployment, he was sitting in the witness stand The judge's wife called up the district attorney Said you free that brown eyed man You want your job you better free that brown eyed man Flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a

When baby I'am dressed to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill. I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will We're dancing in the dark with my hand's around your heart Our heads will roll and blood will spill But how can you resist I slip into my

Sweet, sweet fate I had about all that can take You're my living in the breath that I make Is it yours? I wonder Oh if it's really out of my hands (If it's really out of my hands) Can you forgive all of my sins? (Can you forgive all of my sins?) Have

My funky sensation Can you feel it? Can you feel it? I'm calling all you, party people Come on, get up and dig that funk I have for ya I have a funky sensation That was spread around the nation Get up, clap your hands and feel the groove You see people

Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows Be the light that you are Shine like fire in my heart Hold me tight in the dark Oh my God, I can feel it I can

Oh, oh, oh, oh Mr. JT, now what you got for me (What you got) Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands, (your hands) Rubbing on me Is that your hands, (your hands), rubbing on me

A fire burns today Of blasphemy and genocide The sirens of decay Will infiltrate the faith fanatics Raise your hands now to testify Your confession will be crucified You're a sacrificial suicide Like a dog that's been sodomized Stand up! All the white

Oh my God, I changed You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin' You end up everywhere you say you wasn't Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin? I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my God, they still on the same I changed, I

I know that I can stand my head high Forget not where I fall Still I find why and reason Yet that conflict still filling me Mistrust venom inside of me I am not the man that you see Just look inside me Trust in me the way I trusted you I know we could