And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town Oh yeah, get up

Little baby's eyes Eyes, eyes, eyes Lay me down In a bunker Underground I won't let this happen To my children

I will never lose I will never lose, I will never lose I give a fuck what you feel like (you feel) I'm real, that's some real life (oh my) Flood the Rollie, tryna kill time (kill) Close your eyes and I will still shine (shine) My bitch tryna play me, she

Join hands to summon up the dead, Hear them singing inside your head. Oh, my gypsy, can you tell, If sweet Satan Will rise from Hell? Crystal ball, will hypnotize, Look inside those demon eyes. Paint the circle around the pentagram, Cut the throat of the

Are you gonna stay the night I know that we were made to break so what? I don't mind You kill the lights, I'll draw the blinds Don't dull the sparkle in your eyes So oh oh oh, are you gonna stay the night I know that we are upside down So hold your

Oh yes, I will Can I be your gentlemen? I'll be as gentle as I can To be your gentlemen I swear I'll be the luckiest man If I could be your gentlemen Oh what you say? Da, la, la, la, da, da, da, la, la, la, da, da If you ever need to cry

Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down I will ease your mind When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all I'm on your side when times get rough And friends just can't be found When you're down and out

Hey, how are you true? The light will guide you home, yes it will Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, oh yeah Wake up, say a little prayer Out of bed to the bathroom where I take a look at myself and I stop and stare And I wonder who is this standing

I know I love you now But will I love you then? You can see it in my eyes It doesn't really matter 'Cause man I'm cold Man I'm toothless Man my heart is so suddenly useless What a fool you've landed Oh oh oh what a fool you call home

This is spiritual, under your spell Like an angel, oh, at blow Like a feather, you make me float Magic, or one, or mystery All of you trying to work on me I would surrender myself Holy hell, and heaven high You will open up my eyes Phenomenon, the way