Please, please take my hand Please take my soul to rest So we can always be around Hold my head on stable ground Watch as the earth falls all around The last baron, the last baron I was standing staring at the world and I still can't see it I guess

When I need you Wake up I'm pounding on the door Where the hell are you I don't want you Until we see this eye to eye I'm not the man I was before I won't hurt you anymore I'm not sober all the time You bring me down at least you try

We're creating god, master of our designs We're creating god, unsure of what we'll find Standing in the shade of altruism, answering the call Came a modern messiah to save us all Something far beyond the work of fiction, Positronic brain A world that's

I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl) To get tips Those lips and those childbearing hips Gonna make you feel me, if I gotta shake this building 'til I make you spill drinks Girl, this whole building is probably filled with lil'

I like to move it, move it Bop, bop, bop, baa You like to (Ba, bop, bop, bop ba, bop ba) Ring ding ding!

Fully and completely Bring me back in shackles Exonerate me Hang me long out in the sun Forget about me I recommend measures for ending it Lover, she simply slammed the door She said, "You're going to miss me Wait and you'll see"

You'd fuck like a whore Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze My lips, your poison They bring you to your knees Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending You stupid fucking bitch One, two, three, four (all the things that she said, was

Your tail lights fading in to the night Screaming your name In the pouring down rain Watching you leave us behind So I don't go out on the town All the whiskey I had I poured out And that's where I go when I drink Standing at the end of the drive My

Don't tell me what the poets are doing Spring starts when a heartbeat's pounding When the birds can be heard above the reckoning carts doing some final accounting Lava flowing in Superfarmer's direction He's been getting reprieve from the heat in the

She's only been in the ground a day or two I'm glad Mama ain't around to watch this family feud Fine china stacked by the kitchen sink Aunt Tammy's in there claiming all the diamond rings Uncle Bobby's holding up the TV set The only thing they are