Reroute to Remain It started as a whisper Now try to dodge this roar Unified, the most forceful way to go Waste this one It's up to you We need this revolution Destroy the pattern Anything that separates

I wish I had a dollar for all the times somebody told me Everything's gonna be alright I want to go down to see her She's my little queen I want to go down to tell her She means the world to me I wish I was down to watch her Play that tambourine She

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay? Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say? 'Cause I'd rather pretend I'll still be there at the end Only it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me You wait, I wait, casting shadows,

Elo, Andúril Lach en Annûn I chatho asgannen Ad echannen

Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin' the scene With the gangster lean, oh, oh, oh Though you may not drive a big big Cadillac Gangster whitewalls, TV antenna in the back You may not have a car at all But just remember brothers and sisters You can

Tu tiempo ya paso Oh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh , oh, oh, oh Hoy te digo adiós Oh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh , oh, oh, oh (la mentira volvió) De nada me sirvió amarte (oh, oh) Y ahora vuelves a buscarme (se acabo tu tiempo) Tu tiempo paso Tu

Hold me in this wild, wild, world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get I can't stop thinking about it Now draw me close Never good just the bad and the ugly Laid infront of you Nothing quite like

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Across the world I've seen People and places Could be the same But with a different name. And boy, I've got the Birmingham Blues. Working on the road across this great big world I've been rolling like a stone, I never get back home Yes, I've been

Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass nigga Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass Oh now, slow down And once upon a time in a city so divine Called West Side Compton, there stood a little nigga What money got to do with it