I'm on my way Tell everybody I'm on my way New friends and new places to see With blue skies ahead yes With the sun beating down yes (I'm on my way now) And there's nowhere else that I'd rather be And I'm loving every step I take

On the sunny side of the street Grab your coat Just direct your feet I used to walk in the shade With gold dust at my feet Grab your hat, baby Leave your worries on the doorstep Can't you hear a pitter-pat, babe? And that happy tune is your step

To get a thousand miles from the earth A rocket would need this much power This much power It would take far more than a human lifetime Practically fit fi energy an de powa But a space station might look something like this Coming up di place mon yuh

You make me feel like no one I sing my words, I'm fucked at dealing Really want me to be a good son why? With your life's dead bodies everywhere Come on, step inside, and you will realize Tell me what you need, tell me what to be What's your vision?

What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go? Step on the glass, staple your tongue (ahh) Bury a friend, try to

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all

I think it's gonna be one of those days I'm doing everything right, stepping into the light, that's what I've been waiting for I've got your hand in mine, we're gonna wake up to what we've been waiting for Hey, all my sisters and brothers Hey, one foot

I'm in the club, bottle in my hand doing my two step While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun I tell 'em we doing the hammer dance Uh, two steppin' with my weapon on me You good? I'm

Plaque on the wall says that no one's slept here It's rare to come upon a bridge that has not been around Or been stepped on Whatever the notions we laced in our prayers The man upstairs is used to all of this noise I'm through with screaming And echoes

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams My heroes have always been cowboys And they still are, it seems I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy And lovin' the cowboy ways Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin'