I know you've never seen him But don't fight with him You're gonna make it through the night I said you're alright with him To the light with him You're alright with him 'Cause you're alright with him ('Cause he loves you) Right by your side X, dry your

This shit right here is for you All your faces I can see You all think it's about me I'm about to break, this is my fate Am I still damned to my life, of misery and hate? You will never know What I've done for you What you know Got me through

La, la, la, la We'll thank this small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there One room bright and neat Complete for us to share Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple

Sit back, relax, just ease your mind, just ride You are now watching MADtv Real niggas do not deserve pussy Meaning it's more, you see right through walls Ain't talkin' about pussy Meaning you deserve the whole box of chocolates Forrest Gump had a lot

Meet the King of Kings, come and follow me Can you see it? See it? Who knew a star was so close it could touch us? Light up our hearts, lead the way through the dark I've waited all my life to feel this feelin' That I feel right now Open up your eyes and

I dedicate this song to you, The one who never sees the truth, That I can take away your hurt, heartbreak girl. Hold you tight straight through the day light, I'm right here, when you gonna realize That I'm your cure, heartbreak girl? You call me up,

Now you got me caught in the act You bring the thought back I'm telling you that I see it right through you From the top to the bottom Bottom to top I stop At the core I've forgotten In the middle of my thoughts Taken far from my safety

I'm the invisible man Incredible how you can See right through me It's criminal how I can See right through you From the edge of the world (Freddie Mercury) When you hear a sound That you just can't place

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me,

Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Doesn't know what to do anymore Jesus makes love to the spike A trick for a fix and feeling so sick Just can't seem to get right Once he was the king of his world A