Mad sounds in your ears, they make you get up and dance They make you get up Yeah they make you get up Ooh la la la, ooh la la la Ooh la la la ooh Mad sounds in your ears, they make you feel alright They bring you back to life Love buckles under the

Yeah, yeah I, oh, I'm still alive I, I, I'm still alive Who answers? Son, she said Have I got a little story for you What you thought was your daddy Was nothin' but a While you were sittin'

Let's talk it over one more time Oh, now, now Oh, come back, baby, yeah, yeah Oh, come back, baby Oh, mama, please, don't go, yeah 'Cause the way I love you Child, you'll never know Well, I admit, baby That I was wrong

But now I'm here bitch (but now I'm here bitch, but now I'm here bitch) They used to tell me, I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone, alone) They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone) No you'll never gonna make this far Yeah,

(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

I never thought that it would hit this hard (Ooh, yeah, yeah) I just keep running and running and running around The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore In the city, we sinning, we

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

I like how it feels, I like how it feels 'Cause I like how it feels You know I like how it feels Oh yeah I like how it feels This time, it's forever It gets better, and I, I, I like how it feels I like how it feels, So just turn it up, let me go I'm

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if

Put it in drive, I'll be outside, I'll be on the way I'll be on the way You can meet me in five, I'll be online, I'll be a-all day I'll be a-all day Na, na, na, na, ooh Oh, no, oh, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah This the type of shit that you been waiting all year