Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

Where, where are we now? Slip on down from that sun To climb down to earth And down to things like time Because we are all, we are all just lovers Born of earth and light like all these others We are all, we are all Oh, I wonder Fixing up to swallow me

They think they know who I am. All they know is I love to kill. Face down, dead on the ground. Find me before another is found. Strangulation caused her death, Just like all the others. Raped before and after death; Stripped, naked, tortured.

Where, where are we now? Slip on down from that sun To climb down to earth And down to things like time Because we are all, we are all just lovers Born of earth and light like all these others We are all, we are all Oh, I wonder Fixing up to swallow me

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

All bad, all bad They try to get at me (They try to get at me) Behind your back (your back, your back) Tryin' to tell me that I'm just like the others But I ain't all bad No, no, I ain't all bad I ain't all bad I might make you mad, so mad My bad, no, I

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ay, ay) All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, name them the shottas When my homies pull up on

It's cool we're just friends Everyone knows it's meant to be Falling in love, just you and me Till the end of time Till I'm on her mind It'll happen I've been making lots of plans Like a picket fence and a rose garden I just keep on dreaming

Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull