Tonight I'm a rock 'n' roll star It's just rock 'n' roll The day's moving just too fast for me I live my life in the city There's no easy way out I need some time in the sunshine I've gotta slow it right down I live my life for the stars that shine

Can't stop - moving Cut to the chase It is the fire that lights itself But it burns with a restless flame The arrow on a moving target The archer must be sure of his aim It is the engine that drives itself But it chooses the uphill climb A bearing on

Only trill niggas I know Thirtys in the city movin' slow 30 30 3,500 for the coat Only real niggas keep you float (Only trill niggas I know) Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors Ain't nobody triller than me Ain't nobody triller than Scott I

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

Let your hair down in London City, Everybody just keep moving with me, Just keep dancing with me, just keep rolling with me. Just keep dancing with me, Just keep rolling with me. Let your hair down in London City, everybody just keep Moving with me.

Have I been holding on too strong? Is it our heavy handed love Keeping us from moving on? I'm not ready to go tonight Maybe I'm coming off all wrong It's only getting harder Talking to you without falling down And this house keeps getting darker We used

You gotta love someone (hey, yeah) You gotta love someone Ever since the day that I met you I knew you weren't the one But nothing ever stops me from forgetting Packing all my shit and moving on (hey, yeah) I don't know what you've been told Or what they

The little cracks they escalated For making circles and telling lies You're moving too fast for me And I can't keep up with you I could see you're only telling lies, lies, lies Breaking us down with your lies, lies, lies When will you learn? I think it's

Goin' back home, get my old gal soon I got a map to the highway, baby Movin' on down the line You a high-priced chick, and I got to let you go I love you, baby, you think I good price Yeah, baby, I got to let you go That's why I am goin' back home, get

I got to keep movin', I got to keep movin' Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail Hmmm-mmm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail And the days keeps on worryin' me There's a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my