Don't feel sorry 'Bout the way it's gone Don't you worry 'Bout what you've done Remember, remember today Remember when you were young How the hero was never hung Always got away Remember, how the man

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Oh, Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more You led me away from home Just to save you from being alone Wake up, Maggie I think I got something to say to you It's late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused, but I feel

Merry-go-round and round You know he's gotta get away To the merry-go-round and round Count the times that he laid awake at night thinkin' Am I goin' down now Am I goin' down Am I goin' down now, oh! It's not easy puttin' on a smile You're alone, lost

I won't let go, I won't let go I won't be alright Even if the sun crashes into us And I can be your light Stay with me tonight Oh, oh, yeah yeah yeah You got in so late It's Sunday morning

'Cause oh,oh,oh, I got a motorcycle baby Oh,oh,oh, come on take a ride with me Oh,oh,oh, I promise you a hell of a ride 'Cause I got a motorcycle tonight The sky, don't think that I've seen it this bright It's a perfect night to go for a ride Stars are

Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ah ah ah ah To walk around my head all night You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted I don't think it's fair I don't think it's very nice I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah, I just can't seem to get away from

See my shit is getting worse before it's getting better It's like the people got a curse, can't nobody stay together I watch you gun my people down, plus we're killing off each other, no, ooh oh Somebody's gotta take a stand Then some more cops came They

Get in, sit down, shut up and hold on Can't wait, too late, it's time to get gone (Oh oh oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh oh oh oh) Just got paid I got a little money Aftershave and after a honey Got my name on a shot of Jack whiskey Gonna roll with me, you gotta

Got a real bad case of restless As I pace around my room The old urge has started stirring Must be the power of the moon Been feeling, oh, so nervous Since my loving's turned to mud And I hear that night wind howlin' It's time to find new blood, new