You got me runnin', you got me runnin' Oh no no never thought I'd feel so low But I ain't gonna hide And yesterday everything seemed okay Yeah you better run and hide away Oh you better hide Let me through don't spoil my view I gotta get away, away from

Is anybody out there? It feels like I'm talking to myself No one seems to know my struggle, and everything I've come from Can anybody hear me? Yeah, I guess I keep talking to myself It feels like I'm going insane, am I the one whose crazy? (So why in the

All my life Everything's been after me I just refused to see Take me in from the storm Come and rescue me Under the wings of mother mary Here is where It goes on and on and on Beneath the tree of heaven

Oh let's ride out (You got everything that a nigga want) Only if you ready Tell them valet niggas go and get it Baby you got everything that a nigga want I just wanna put you on And I just wanna see you with them Vicky's on Better yet, with them off (Go

There's a pathway to the ocean, a salty breeze blowing And this old man down the street makes damn good wine It's got stars that shine like diamonds on the black canvas behind 'em And there's a sun out here that seems to always shine And I've never seen

She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles She's got no place to fall Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes She can take the dark out of the night

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway I'm holding on desperately I'm holding on Married men act totally different When they by themselves, don't they? You see them with their wife "What's up Tony?" "Hey man, how's everything going brother?" "Just taking it

Well up here's the window sitting way up high I can't look up enough to see the sky There ain't no good light here below Don't want no preacher man to come around I don't need him to lay my burden down Alright, I told Jesus everything I know When it's

I am the one lascivious I am the one who preys on weak I offer everything they seek And I am the one who comes richly endowed Harvesting crops of fields that others have plowed I am the one, lascivious I am the son of one below The progeny of beast of

She asked me, "Son, when I grow old, Will you buy me a house of gold? And when your father turns to stone, Will you take care of me?" I will make you queen of everything you see, I'll put you on the map, I'll cure you of disease. Let's say we up and left